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 Malta and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Pretty Things to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Outsiders,
Jandek,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Blues Magoos,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lucky Dragons,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
T.S.O.L.,
Tomorrow,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gichy Dan,
Nico,
Zapp,
Hashim,
Excepter,
Radiohead,
Index,
Barclay James Harvest,
Archie Shepp,
Bob Dylan,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Trojans,
Royal Trux,
Moby Grape,
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-102,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
48th St. Collective,
Barrington Levy,
The Blackbyrds,
Traffic Nightmare,
Quando Quango,
Lungfish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Half Japanese,
Robert Görl,
Radio Birdman,
Rod Modell,
Todd Rundgren,
A Certain Ratio,
The Standells,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül,
Los Fastidios,
Q and Not U,
Toni Rubio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Josef K,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Depeche Mode,
Sonic Youth,
OOIOO,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.