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 Marshall Islands and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Glenn Branca 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang of Four,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Star Department,
Cameo,
Crooked Eye,
the Sonics,
Guru Guru,
Minny Pops,
Zapp,
Iggy Pop,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Flag,
The Neon Judgement,
Moss Icon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Young Rascals,
Nik Kershaw,
Anakelly,
Motorama,
Unwound,
The Pop Group,
AZ,
Johnny Clarke,
Public Enemy,
Eli Mardock,
The New Christs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Steve Hackett,
Camberwell Now,
Mo-Dettes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grey Daturas,
Quadrant,
The Gladiators,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bauhaus,
Porter Ricks,
Bill Wells,
Swans,
Tim Buckley,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gap Band,
Janne Schatter,
Angry Samoans,
Alice Coltrane,
Vladislav Delay,
The Blues Magoos,
Cluster,
The Index,
The Black Dice,
Ituana,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Little Man,
Dawn Penn,
Sarah Menescal,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.