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 Turkmenistan and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Michael McDonald 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 Technova to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Country Teasers,
the Association,
JFA,
The Searchers,
Black Pus,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pantaleimon,
David McCallum,
The Fuzztones,
AZ,
Jandek,
Soulsonic Force,
Swell Maps,
Eric Copeland,
Soul II Soul,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Buckinghams,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sandy B,
Fatback Band,
Loose Ends,
Average White Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mary Jane Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
E-Dancer,
Leonard Cohen,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mantronix,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mojo Men,
Iggy Pop,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wings,
Idris Muhammad,
The Cowsills,
Crooked Eye,
Bobbi Humphrey,
KRS-One,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sixth Finger,
Siglo XX,
FM Einheit,
Black Moon,
Dave Gahan,
Kas Product,
Bluetip,
Eric Dolphy,
Guru Guru,
MC5,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
X-102,
Juan Atkins,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ten City,
Cheater Slicks,
Procol Harum,
Derrick Morgan,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.