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 Bulgaria 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Offenders to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Rufus Thomas,
Adolescents,
The Dirtbombs,
EPMD,
Section 25,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Real Kids,
Scientists,
Lightning Bolt,
Morten Harket,
MDC,
Bobby Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Finger,
Matthew Bourne,
Sexual Harrassment,
Minutemen,
Quantec,
Don Cherry,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
B.T. Express,
Scion,
Connie Case,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cowsills,
Talk Talk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dead Boys,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Byron Stingily,
Fugazi,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Black Dice,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Remains,
Alphaville,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Urselle,
Kool Moe Dee,
Livin' Joy,
Henry Cow,
Hardrive,
Roxy Music,
Brick,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cameo,
Glenn Branca,
Lakeside,
The Skatalites,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.