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 Lithuania and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Magazine to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ken Boothe,
The J.B.'s,
Piero Umiliani,
Don Cherry,
The Cramps,
Eli Mardock,
Ludus,
Tim Buckley,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang Starr,
The Move,
Nas,
Suburban Knight,
Smog,
Dual Sessions,
Alphaville,
Gichy Dan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Birthday Party,
Peter and Kerry,
Shuggie Otis,
Darondo,
PIL,
The Fire Engines,
Dave Gahan,
Tommy Roe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Donny Hathaway,
Soul Sonic Force,
David Bowie,
Khruangbin,
The Blues Magoos,
Kayak,
Kerrie Biddell,
Technova,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Simply Red,
Hardrive,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pere Ubu,
Von Mondo,
Slick Rick,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Terry Callier,
Fad Gadget,
Maleditus Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Slave,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Black Dice,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Leaves,
The Raincoats,
Chris Corsano,
Make Up,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.