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 Korea North and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Magazine to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
The Moleskins,
Johnny Clarke,
Shoche,
Lakeside,
Scion,
The Walker Brothers,
Bronski Beat,
Hardrive,
Buzzcocks,
Brand Nubian,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Charles Mingus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Evens,
The Wake,
Chris & Cosey,
Michelle Simonal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Inner City,
Section 25,
Chris Corsano,
Jerry's Kids,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oneida,
Bill Near,
The Fall,
The Alarm Clocks,
Khruangbin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Harmonia,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The New Christs,
Maurizio,
Archie Shepp,
CMW,
Supertramp,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Basic Channel,
Dark Day,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Toasters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delon & Dalcan,
Trumans Water,
Ralphi Rosario,
Warren Ellis,
Blancmange,
Lower 48,
Slick Rick,
Eddi Front,
The Misunderstood,
Cybotron,
Rufus Thomas,
Brick,
Bob Dylan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Danielle Patucci,
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.