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 Taiwan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fad Gadget to the jazz 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Neu!,
Nirvana,
Brand Nubian,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Byrd,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lyres,
Ken Boothe,
Jeff Lynne,
DNA,
the Germs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vainqueur,
Black Flag,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jandek,
Sonic Youth,
The Gun Club,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joyce Sims,
The Litter,
Yusef Lateef,
Con Funk Shun,
World's Most,
Swans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Royal Trux,
Quantec,
kango's stein massive,
X-101,
Ultra Naté,
The Searchers,
Fad Gadget,
The Raincoats,
John Lydon,
Marine Girls,
Groovy Waters,
The Seeds,
The Cure,
Theoretical Girls,
Lakeside,
AZ,
Terry Callier,
UT,
Moss Icon,
Blake Baxter,
The Saints,
The Zeros,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
X-Ray Spex,
Subhumans,
Smog,
Electric Light Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
Monks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.