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 Tuvalu and from Tokyo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Lou Reed 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 Rotary Connection to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Arthur Verocai,
MC5,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cramps,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Das Ding,
Gong,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
La Düsseldorf,
Amazonics,
Black Flag,
The Martian,
Robert Görl,
China Crisis,
The Trojans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Roger Hodgson,
Lower 48,
Loose Ends,
Brick,
Wings,
Avey Tare,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
U.S. Maple,
The Fugs,
The Gun Club,
Silicon Teens,
Vainqueur,
Symarip,
Junior Murvin,
Scan 7,
Yellowson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aloha Tigers,
Sällskapet,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tomorrow,
The Zeros,
Andrew Hill,
The United States of America,
The Mummies,
The Fuzztones,
Sam Rivers,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
June Days,
The Index,
Deadbeat,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dead C,
Jandek,
Ronan,
Fatback Band,
Pere Ubu,
The Standells,
Blossom Toes,
Lalann,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.