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 Cape Verde and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 David Bowie 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the dance 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Deakin,
UT,
Darondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minnie Riperton,
Marvin Gaye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Pretty Things,
Adolescents,
Porter Ricks,
Kaleidoscope,
Sister Nancy,
Cal Tjader,
Television,
Parry Music,
AZ,
The J.B.'s,
Surgeon,
Mission of Burma,
Wally Richardson,
New Age Steppers,
Erasure,
Animal Collective,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Bananas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Qualms,
Jacques Brel,
Fat Boys,
Scientists,
Sarah Menescal,
Massinfluence,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Vainqueur,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bootsy Collins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Smoke,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Copeland,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soft Cell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Excepter,
Marc Almond,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crooked Eye,
The Techniques,
Swell Maps,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.