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 United States and from Lyon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Mantronix,
Ultravox,
Pussy Galore,
James White and The Blacks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bob Dylan,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Style,
Max Romeo,
Faraquet,
Aswad,
Accadde A,
Agitation Free,
Eli Mardock,
The Fugs,
Excepter,
The Angels of Light,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ten City,
The Dirtbombs,
Cybotron,
Flash Fearless,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Doobie Brothers,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultra Naté,
Radio Birdman,
Oblivians,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lou Reed,
The Gories,
Slave,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Neu!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Television Personalities,
The Pop Group,
Judy Mowatt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moby Grape,
Hot Snakes,
Althea and Donna,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eddi Front,
The Motions,
Boz Scaggs,
Rakim,
Youth Brigade,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Leonard Cohen,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Amon Düül II,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
B.T. Express,
UT,
Godley & Creme,
The Wake,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.