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 Cape Verde and from Halifax.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 The Sound to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Make Up,
The Slits,
Absolute Body Control,
Patti Smith,
Liliput,
John Foxx,
Boredoms,
Tubeway Army,
The Techniques,
48th St. Collective,
Nirvana,
Adolescents,
The Grass Roots,
Matthew Bourne,
ABBA,
Symarip,
Whodini,
Bauhaus,
Kaleidoscope,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Joyce Sims,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yaz,
Au Pairs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cramps,
Brass Construction,
The Smiths,
DNA,
Bobbi Humphrey,
X-101,
The Stooges,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sex Pistols,
Q and Not U,
The Moody Blues,
Deadbeat,
X-Ray Spex,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronnie Foster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
MDC,
Main Source,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
The Five Americans,
LL Cool J,
Soul II Soul,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DJ Sneak,
Camouflage,
Toni Rubio,
Moebius,
Silicon Teens,
Young Marble Giants,
Nik Kershaw,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.