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 Palau and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin 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 a-ha to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Suicide,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Kinks,
Michelle Simonal,
Metal Thangz,
Q and Not U,
Qualms,
Ponytail,
Josef K,
Scrapy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ohio Players,
Stereo Dub,
The Mojo Men,
Pussy Galore,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fugs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bootsy Collins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Man Parrish,
The Trojans,
Ten City,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marvin Gaye,
Crooked Eye,
June Days,
Quando Quango,
Ultra Naté,
Cluster,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
World's Most,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Fraelich,
Soul Sonic Force,
Massinfluence,
Kayak,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Danielle Patucci,
Prince Buster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Spandau Ballet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Slick Rick,
KRS-One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Wake,
Henry Cow,
Erasure,
Yazoo,
Echospace,
Faust,
Tres Demented,
10cc,
The Durutti Column,
Shuggie Otis,
Archie Shepp,
X-102,
MC5,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grauzone,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.