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 Senegal and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bronski Beat to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Erykah Badu,
The Zeros,
The Standells,
Eve St. Jones,
Minny Pops,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jeff Mills,
The Sonics,
Delta 5,
Cluster,
Procol Harum,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Lynne,
James White and The Blacks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Shoche,
Index,
Swell Maps,
Symarip,
DJ Style,
Fluxion,
Joy Division,
Brothers Johnson,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Grass Roots,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scrapy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fela Kuti,
Moss Icon,
X-101,
The Dirtbombs,
PIL,
Rod Modell,
Don Cherry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Trumans Water,
Flash Fearless,
Kayak,
Pylon,
Half Japanese,
The Martian,
Yaz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Section 25,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Steve Hackett,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Pretty Things,
Amon Düül,
Q and Not U,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Agent Orange,
Bill Wells,
The Gun Club,
Quadrant,
Howard Jones,
Gang Gang Dance,
Circle Jerks,
Eric B and Rakim,
CMW,
Crooked Eye,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.