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 Guinea-Bissau and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the electroclash 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Young Marble Giants,
Blake Baxter,
Swans,
David McCallum,
Heaven 17,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Goldenarms,
Fat Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Moody Blues,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Electric Prunes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camouflage,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Beau Brummels,
Susan Cadogan,
Clear Light,
The Names,
Peter & Gordon,
The Young Rascals,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang Starr,
Juan Atkins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Maleditus Sound,
Sam Rivers,
Sonic Youth,
Deakin,
The Blackbyrds,
The Mojo Men,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lindisfarne,
Magazine,
Leonard Cohen,
Newcleus,
Sixth Finger,
Ornette Coleman,
Yusef Lateef,
Jacques Brel,
Dark Day,
Wasted Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bob Dylan,
Brothers Johnson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Subhumans,
Quando Quango,
Connie Case,
The Knickerbockers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Talk Talk,
Matthew Bourne,
Infiniti,
Nils Olav,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scientists,
The Grass Roots,
Bauhaus,
Amon Düül,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.