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 Cambodia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Agitation Free to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Derrick May,
Oneida,
Cal Tjader,
Half Japanese,
Rosa Yemen,
Dead Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ohio Players,
Minor Threat,
Technova,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Underground Resistance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Prince Buster,
cv313,
Stetsasonic,
Vainqueur,
Franke,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tom Boy,
the Germs,
Max Romeo,
Spoonie Gee,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Standells,
Livin' Joy,
Spandau Ballet,
Unrelated Segments,
Circle Jerks,
Liliput,
T. Rex,
Saccharine Trust,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Morten Harket,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ludus,
Model 500,
Darondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Archie Shepp,
Derrick Morgan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Saints,
Los Fastidios,
Alphaville,
Ronnie Foster,
Bootsy Collins,
John Holt,
Nick Fraelich,
Scan 7,
Scott Walker,
Brass Construction,
Electric Prunes,
Eric Copeland,
Bang On A Can,
E-Dancer,
John Coltrane,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.