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 Oman and from London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 synthesizer 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 Soul II Soul to the punk 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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Rosa Yemen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Patti Smith,
Tom Boy,
World's Most,
Ponytail,
Zero Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Groovy Waters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Popol Vuh,
Lower 48,
Little Man,
John Cale,
Iggy Pop,
The Golliwogs,
The Residents,
Faust,
Donny Hathaway,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Motorama,
Echospace,
Tres Demented,
Absolute Body Control,
Shuggie Otis,
The Alarm Clocks,
The J.B.'s,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Infiniti,
Junior Murvin,
Urselle,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anakelly,
Animal Collective,
Barbara Tucker,
Scott Walker,
Pere Ubu,
Marvin Gaye,
Minutemen,
Rufus Thomas,
Boredoms,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kerri Chandler,
Fear,
Ice-T,
Godley & Creme,
Minor Threat,
Buzzcocks,
Ludus,
Suburban Knight,
Joe Smooth,
Black Sheep,
Skriet,
The Trojans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Bourne,
Fatback Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.