Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Uzbekistan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Slackers to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
The Fire Engines,
Lightning Bolt,
Anthony Braxton,
June of 44,
Yazoo,
Pagans,
Marine Girls,
H. Thieme,
Sonic Youth,
Niagra,
The Happenings,
The Beau Brummels,
Crash Course in Science,
Susan Cadogan,
Icehouse,
Circle Jerks,
CMW,
Warren Ellis,
The Gories,
10cc,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eddi Front,
Rufus Thomas,
Japan,
Lower 48,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Angry Samoans,
Thee Headcoats,
the Bar-Kays,
ABBA,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bronski Beat,
Dennis Brown,
Howard Jones,
Joe Smooth,
Aswad,
The Electric Prunes,
Rosa Yemen,
Terrestrial Tones,
R.M.O.,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swans,
Youth Brigade,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Buzzcocks,
Lalann,
Basic Channel,
Faraquet,
Cymande,
Delon & Dalcan,
Easy Going,
The Evens,
Symarip,
Skriet,
Rites of Spring,
John Foxx,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.