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 Belarus and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rap 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Jeff Lynne,
Warren Ellis,
Peter and Kerry,
Shoche,
Minor Threat,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Newcleus,
Icehouse,
Wire,
DJ Style,
Kaleidoscope,
Zero Boys,
Gang of Four,
Lee Hazlewood,
Brand Nubian,
Albert Ayler,
Japan,
Traffic Nightmare,
10cc,
The Smiths,
The Fire Engines,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ten City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yellowson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Second Layer,
Lou Christie,
Robert Wyatt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The United States of America,
Metal Thangz,
Chris & Cosey,
The Wake,
This Heat,
Derrick Morgan,
Henry Cow,
The Happenings,
Gabor Szabo,
Arab on Radar,
The Birthday Party,
Drexciya,
Scan 7,
Mandrill,
Index,
Chris Corsano,
Ohio Players,
The New Christs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Television,
Rapeman,
Dave Gahan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobby Byrd,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Techniques,
The Move,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.