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 Germany and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Massinfluence to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Smog,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New Age Steppers,
The Searchers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Juan Atkins,
The Fire Engines,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
Bootsy Collins,
DJ Sneak,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mark Hollis,
Buzzcocks,
Heaven 17,
Stetsasonic,
Letta Mbulu,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Todd Rundgren,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crash Course in Science,
John Lydon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Freddie Wadling,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soft Cell,
ABBA,
The Raincoats,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Icehouse,
Neu!,
Eric Dolphy,
Quando Quango,
Television Personalities,
Jandek,
Eddi Front,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul II Soul,
Mr. Review,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Music Machine,
Lou Reed,
Vladislav Delay,
The Zeros,
The Dirtbombs,
Alice Coltrane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Aloha Tigers,
Brand Nubian,
Unrelated Segments,
The Blues Magoos,
Sonic Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tomorrow,
The Dead C,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.