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 Iraq and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Circle Jerks to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Skaos,
La Düsseldorf,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gap Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Sonics,
Radiohead,
DNA,
The Buckinghams,
The Beau Brummels,
T. Rex,
Audionom,
David McCallum,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jandek,
Nirvana,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Archie Shepp,
Albert Ayler,
Bill Near,
Ice-T,
Roxy Music,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Darondo,
Deakin,
D'Angelo,
X-Ray Spex,
The Kinks,
Khruangbin,
Crooked Eye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Derrick Morgan,
Kayak,
Model 500,
Carl Craig,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Busters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gabor Szabo,
Second Layer,
Joyce Sims,
Ten City,
Kas Product,
Blossom Toes,
Lucky Dragons,
Gang of Four,
EPMD,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Smiths,
The Star Department,
The Doobie Brothers,
Youth Brigade,
Rhythm & Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Minutemen,
The Angels of Light,
Jeff Lynne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Suburban Knight,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.