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 Grenada and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 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 Motions to the funk 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Gories,
Can,
the Slits,
Average White Band,
Blossom Toes,
The United States of America,
Charles Mingus,
Lightning Bolt,
David Bowie,
JFA,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lou Christie,
Connie Case,
Lou Reed,
Sixth Finger,
New Age Steppers,
Ituana,
Popol Vuh,
Unrelated Segments,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Axelrod,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Raincoats,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Dawn Penn,
The Names,
Arab on Radar,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Monks,
Mission of Burma,
Yaz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Blues Magoos,
the Bar-Kays,
Warsaw,
T.S.O.L.,
Tears for Fears,
Schoolly D,
Niagra,
Neil Young,
Alton Ellis,
David McCallum,
These Immortal Souls,
The Divine Comedy,
Mandrill,
Max Romeo,
Funkadelic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Underground Resistance,
Frankie Knuckles,
Aloha Tigers,
Visage,
Young Marble Giants,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Gun Club,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.