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 Qatar and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 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 Lyres 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Neil Young,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Funky Four + One,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
X-101,
The Sonics,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minny Pops,
Black Bananas,
The Count Five,
The Durutti Column,
Eurythmics,
Hasil Adkins,
Liliput,
The Cramps,
Chrome,
Clear Light,
The Fugs,
Nik Kershaw,
Sun Ra,
Oblivians,
Neu!,
Ronnie Foster,
Livin' Joy,
Josef K,
Charles Mingus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Erykah Badu,
The Litter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Magazine,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Coltrane,
The Gap Band,
Blossom Toes,
the Germs,
Patti Smith,
Royal Trux,
Peter & Gordon,
Arab on Radar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soulsonic Force,
The Smoke,
Popol Vuh,
B.T. Express,
Crash Course in Science,
Pole,
The Fortunes,
The Toasters,
OOIOO,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Second Layer,
Stereo Dub,
Bad Manners,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Saccharine Trust,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.