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 Belize and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nick Fraelich to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Visage,
The Real Kids,
Wire,
Flipper,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gerry Rafferty,
Masters at Work,
The Cramps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Absolute Body Control,
The Angels of Light,
Susan Cadogan,
The Wake,
Black Sheep,
Dennis Brown,
The Monks,
Can,
Quadrant,
Guru Guru,
The Searchers,
Vladislav Delay,
The Victims,
Idris Muhammad,
Mandrill,
Drexciya,
A Certain Ratio,
Deepchord,
Alphaville,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Five Americans,
Japan,
The Fugs,
The Slackers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sight & Sound,
Arab on Radar,
The Divine Comedy,
X-102,
Sixth Finger,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slave,
La Düsseldorf,
Underground Resistance,
The Electric Prunes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sandy B,
Marshall Jefferson,
ABC,
Roxy Music,
Pole,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick,
Donny Hathaway,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Todd Rundgren,
DNA,
China Crisis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kayak,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.