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 Poland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Blues Magoos to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Fugazi,
Ponytail,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
LL Cool J,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Names,
Eddi Front,
Swans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ten City,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sandy B,
The Red Krayola,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Swans,
Bootsy Collins,
The Dirtbombs,
Deakin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
MDC,
Roy Ayers,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Holt,
OOIOO,
Sarah Menescal,
Bronski Beat,
Fad Gadget,
Aswad,
Suburban Knight,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flamin' Groovies,
Shoche,
Kaleidoscope,
Dark Day,
Pulsallama,
The Modern Lovers,
Camberwell Now,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Pus,
Minny Pops,
Babytalk,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Bar-Kays,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Charles Mingus,
DNA,
Morten Harket,
The Index,
Goldenarms,
Maleditus Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Brass Construction,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Zero Boys,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sonics,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.