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 Lithuania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Grey Daturas to the disco 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Colin Newman,
Animal Collective,
Severed Heads,
Warsaw,
Dawn Penn,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Toasters,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul Sonic Force,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wings,
Jawbox,
Funky Four + One,
The Fire Engines,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Faust,
Patti Smith,
Spandau Ballet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aloha Tigers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tres Demented,
Darondo,
Mark Hollis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Thee Headcoats,
Carl Craig,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Black Dice,
The Beau Brummels,
The Vogues,
D'Angelo,
Aswad,
Hashim,
Goldenarms,
Public Enemy,
Black Sheep,
Delta 5,
The American Breed,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Todd Terry,
Roxette,
Amon Düül II,
Minny Pops,
Little Man,
Negative Approach,
Laurel Aitken,
Supertramp,
The Slackers,
DNA,
Television Personalities,
KRS-One,
Ludus,
Amazonics,
Black Flag,
Ornette Coleman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vainqueur,
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.