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 France and from Shanghai.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Michael McDonald 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 Davy DMX to the punk 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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Hot Snakes,
In Retrospect,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Five Americans,
Pole,
kango's stein massive,
Harpers Bizarre,
Parry Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Model 500,
Graham Central Station,
Ronan,
Mandrill,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Japan,
The Associates,
Electric Prunes,
Heaven 17,
Yusef Lateef,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Faraquet,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rites of Spring,
The Kinks,
the Slits,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lalann,
Wire,
the Swans,
Minor Threat,
The Gladiators,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ohio Players,
Lower 48,
Nik Kershaw,
Bang On A Can,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arthur Verocai,
Shuggie Otis,
Glenn Branca,
Jandek,
Minnie Riperton,
The Stooges,
Whodini,
Spoonie Gee,
Agitation Free,
ABBA,
Dave Gahan,
Deakin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
8 Eyed Spy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wings,
Banda Bassotti,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jacques Brel,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.