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 Malta and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ornette Coleman to the disco 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
the Germs,
The Fall,
ABBA,
Wire,
The Flesh Eaters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cecil Taylor,
Black Pus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kurtis Blow,
The Vogues,
Nico,
Reuben Wilson,
Con Funk Shun,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Byrd,
The Last Poets,
The Music Machine,
The Motions,
Rapeman,
Gong,
Quantec,
The Leaves,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hardrive,
Spoonie Gee,
Q and Not U,
Ken Boothe,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Holt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Certain Ratio,
Erasure,
Mo-Dettes,
Main Source,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lou Christie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Wake,
Throbbing Gristle,
Henry Cow,
the Fania All-Stars,
Chris Corsano,
Das Ding,
Sugar Minott,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joey Negro,
The Raincoats,
Arcadia,
The Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Theoretical Girls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Max Romeo,
Quadrant,
Minutemen,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.