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 Grenada and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sonics to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish 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?
Alison Limerick,
One Last Wish,
CMW,
FM Einheit,
Underground Resistance,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lungfish,
Ronnie Foster,
Fugazi,
Au Pairs,
The Busters,
the Human League,
Ponytail,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Electric Prunes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Negative Approach,
The Move,
Niagra,
The Sonics,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
X-101,
Charles Mingus,
Blancmange,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pantytec,
Connie Case,
Half Japanese,
Nils Olav,
Kayak,
Don Cherry,
The Residents,
Joensuu 1685,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Shuggie Otis,
D'Angelo,
Q and Not U,
Minnie Riperton,
Nas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Coltrane,
James Chance & The Contortions,
JFA,
Eric Copeland,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eli Mardock,
The Fuzztones,
Bill Wells,
Crooked Eye,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Prince Buster,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joy Division,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Monolake,
The Detroit Cobras,
Siglo XX,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Matthew Halsall,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.