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 Ghana and from Calgary.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Beau Brummels to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
The Pop Group,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roger Hodgson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hasil Adkins,
Sun Ra,
Qualms,
EPMD,
Sexual Harrassment,
Skaos,
D'Angelo,
Max Romeo,
Main Source,
Guru Guru,
Tropical Tobacco,
Brand Nubian,
John Holt,
Icehouse,
Mo-Dettes,
Toni Rubio,
Inner City,
The Doors,
The Zeros,
Lyres,
The Seeds,
The Cowsills,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Y Pants,
the Bar-Kays,
Aloha Tigers,
DJ Style,
The Move,
Scratch Acid,
Grey Daturas,
The Residents,
Outsiders,
John Foxx,
Chris Corsano,
Vainqueur,
Monks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deepchord,
Henry Cow,
Terrestrial Tones,
Popol Vuh,
Judy Mowatt,
X-101,
Marshall Jefferson,
Duran Duran,
Oneida,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
H. Thieme,
Motorama,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Symarip,
Ultravox,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.