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 Cape Verde and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Oblivians to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
The Evens,
Goldenarms,
The Wake,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Al Stewart,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Cell,
Radiohead,
Fela Kuti,
Stetsasonic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Colin Newman,
CMW,
Dennis Brown,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mad Mike,
Das Ding,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sam Rivers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Schoolly D,
Chrome,
Glambeats Corp.,
Agitation Free,
The Mummies,
Brick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Arab on Radar,
Absolute Body Control,
Warsaw,
Altered Images,
The Fugs,
Derrick Morgan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Boredoms,
Wally Richardson,
Y Pants,
The Flesh Eaters,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Standells,
Darondo,
Bill Near,
Harmonia,
The Searchers,
The Skatalites,
The United States of America,
Underground Resistance,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Letta Mbulu,
Amon Düül II,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mark Hollis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Associates,
Television Personalities,
Joy Division,
Rapeman,
The Toasters,
Thee Headcoats,
Trumans Water,
Cecil Taylor,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.