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 Turkey and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Glambeats Corp. to the rock 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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Lydon,
Heaven 17,
Chris & Cosey,
Ponytail,
Neu!,
Sällskapet,
PIL,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Main Source,
New Order,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Misunderstood,
Glenn Branca,
The Mummies,
The Fall,
Flamin' Groovies,
Connie Case,
John Cale,
The Pop Group,
Thompson Twins,
Surgeon,
Au Pairs,
OOIOO,
The Last Poets,
Bauhaus,
LL Cool J,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cal Tjader,
Crash Course in Science,
Michelle Simonal,
Sixth Finger,
Drive Like Jehu,
This Heat,
Black Moon,
Jawbox,
Excepter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
JFA,
Eddi Front,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Echospace,
Loose Ends,
June of 44,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eden Ahbez,
the Association,
Clear Light,
Iggy Pop,
X-101,
Television Personalities,
Nick Fraelich,
Negative Approach,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fugazi,
Dual Sessions,
Yellowson,
Rod Modell,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.