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 Bahamas and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Peter & Gordon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Public Enemy,
Ronan,
Soulsonic Force,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-101,
Junior Murvin,
Thee Headcoats,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mo-Dettes,
Joensuu 1685,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Excepter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Görl,
Clear Light,
Soft Cell,
Brothers Johnson,
Tommy Roe,
Au Pairs,
Darondo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jandek,
Underground Resistance,
Swans,
Erykah Badu,
Juan Atkins,
Dennis Brown,
The Divine Comedy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rosa Yemen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cymande,
Dave Gahan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Echospace,
OOIOO,
Technova,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang of Four,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Music Machine,
Slave,
Trumans Water,
New Age Steppers,
Ludus,
Unwound,
Rapeman,
Quando Quango,
Jeff Mills,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neu!,
Procol Harum,
The Seeds,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.