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 Estonia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Blues Magoos to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms 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?
Albert Ayler,
Gang Green,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pylon,
The Martian,
Matthew Bourne,
Duran Duran,
CMW,
The Offenders,
Yazoo,
Los Fastidios,
Silicon Teens,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Gladiators,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blossom Toes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Severed Heads,
Bill Wells,
The Vogues,
The Velvet Underground,
Steve Hackett,
David Axelrod,
Minnie Riperton,
Minny Pops,
Jandek,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Amon Düül II,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gun Club,
Lebanon Hanover,
Prince Buster,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joyce Sims,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fire Engines,
Peter & Gordon,
Ultra Naté,
The Motions,
Heaven 17,
Wolf Eyes,
Dual Sessions,
Radio Birdman,
Wasted Youth,
Harry Pussy,
The Stooges,
Amon Düül,
Mad Mike,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sarah Menescal,
Al Stewart,
The Grass Roots,
Jawbox,
Shuggie Otis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deakin,
The Names,
Animal Collective,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.