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 St Lucia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gories,
The Selecter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ossler,
Japan,
Bronski Beat,
Adolescents,
Eric Dolphy,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Invisible,
Thee Headcoats,
Agent Orange,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Fuzztones,
Bill Near,
Lalann,
Television,
June Days,
Darondo,
Junior Murvin,
Inner City,
Traffic Nightmare,
Faraquet,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bob Dylan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Cosmic Jokers,
David McCallum,
Aswad,
Ken Boothe,
The Vogues,
Second Layer,
kango's stein massive,
Black Moon,
Brass Construction,
Prince Buster,
Shuggie Otis,
Rapeman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Faust,
Saccharine Trust,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Model 500,
Eurythmics,
The Divine Comedy,
Silicon Teens,
Zapp,
Jandek,
Matthew Bourne,
Danielle Patucci,
Khruangbin,
Arthur Verocai,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alison Limerick,
Desert Stars,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.