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 Tuvalu and from New York.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Bad Manners to the punk 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Skaos,
The Toasters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Technova,
Swell Maps,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sällskapet,
Derrick Morgan,
Trumans Water,
Jeff Mills,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Main Source,
Althea and Donna,
The Flesh Eaters,
Toni Rubio,
Neu!,
Alice Coltrane,
Gong,
AZ,
Oblivians,
Hot Snakes,
Skriet,
Grey Daturas,
EPMD,
Jawbox,
Tommy Roe,
Boz Scaggs,
Prince Buster,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scratch Acid,
Heaven 17,
Public Enemy,
the Slits,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sonic Youth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scott Walker,
Procol Harum,
Malaria!,
JFA,
Davy DMX,
One Last Wish,
Max Romeo,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fortunes,
DJ Style,
The Durutti Column,
Barry Ungar,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Patti Smith,
Zapp,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lungfish,
Minutemen,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.