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 New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Kurtis Blow to the funk 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter and Kerry,
Harpers Bizarre,
LL Cool J,
Black Flag,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Suicide,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scrapy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
FM Einheit,
The Cure,
Urselle,
Section 25,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Traffic Nightmare,
U.S. Maple,
Lou Reed,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hoover,
Lindisfarne,
Trumans Water,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Boredoms,
Tres Demented,
Q65,
Jandek,
The United States of America,
Spandau Ballet,
Ossler,
K-Klass,
Motorama,
Newcleus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gong,
Kaleidoscope,
Porter Ricks,
The Dead C,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mr. Review,
cv313,
Jerry's Kids,
Brick,
Bob Dylan,
Stereo Dub,
Cecil Taylor,
Scratch Acid,
Au Pairs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camberwell Now,
The Birthday Party,
Nick Fraelich,
Iggy Pop,
Tears for Fears,
Supertramp,
The Doobie Brothers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.