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 Nepal and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lindisfarne to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
The Velvet Underground,
Sarah Menescal,
Dual Sessions,
Lightning Bolt,
Echospace,
Negative Approach,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The New Christs,
Average White Band,
Yaz,
The Move,
Cal Tjader,
Animal Collective,
Main Source,
Todd Terry,
Easy Going,
Tears for Fears,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joy Division,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New York Dolls,
Ossler,
the Association,
Black Sheep,
Lalann,
Public Enemy,
the Slits,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Starr,
Dawn Penn,
Joey Negro,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minny Pops,
Alison Limerick,
Rhythm & Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gap Band,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Byrd,
Robert Hood,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rotary Connection,
The Busters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pantytec,
Sound Behaviour,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Golliwogs,
Second Layer,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Blues Magoos,
The Selecter,
The Five Americans,
Sun City Girls,
DNA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Crime,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cure,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.