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 Nauru and from Portland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Metal Thangz to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
The Standells,
The Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
This Heat,
the Germs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Japan,
Ohio Players,
Tom Boy,
Television Personalities,
Intrusion,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
The Monks,
Joey Negro,
Quando Quango,
Andrew Hill,
Pantytec,
ABBA,
Yazoo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Bowie,
Procol Harum,
Kenny Larkin,
Hasil Adkins,
Wasted Youth,
Sarah Menescal,
Derrick May,
The Doors,
Symarip,
T.S.O.L.,
The Angels of Light,
The Divine Comedy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Star Department,
Moebius,
PIL,
Radio Birdman,
Arthur Verocai,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Anthony Braxton,
Danielle Patucci,
Bob Dylan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Susan Cadogan,
Panda Bear,
Motorama,
Lyres,
The Cramps,
Todd Rundgren,
Faust,
Groovy Waters,
Minutemen,
The Moleskins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Reuben Wilson,
Trumans Water,
Funkadelic,
Charles Mingus,
Easy Going,
Monolake,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.