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 Estonia and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Grandmaster Flash to the funk 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
The Remains,
Derrick May,
Soul II Soul,
Slave,
Tears for Fears,
Underground Resistance,
Masters at Work,
Pylon,
Erasure,
Robert Wyatt,
Guru Guru,
Sister Nancy,
Essential Logic,
New Order,
Derrick Morgan,
Intrusion,
Easy Going,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Bar-Kays,
Malaria!,
Robert Görl,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moody Blues,
Kevin Saunderson,
Massinfluence,
E-Dancer,
The Cramps,
These Immortal Souls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soulsonic Force,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wire,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sixth Finger,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gong,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Victims,
One Last Wish,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ituana,
Adolescents,
John Coltrane,
Brothers Johnson,
The Dave Clark Five,
R.M.O.,
Main Source,
Morten Harket,
The Fall,
Theoretical Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Pop Group,
Ludus,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fuzztones,
Q65,
Faust,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Dirtbombs,
Motorama,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.