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 Finland and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb 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 Parry Music to the electroclash 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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Glenn Branca,
Eli Mardock,
Livin' Joy,
Sonic Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
June of 44,
Gabor Szabo,
Donald Byrd,
Unwound,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter and Kerry,
Harmonia,
The Monochrome Set,
Interpol,
The Smoke,
Minutemen,
Siglo XX,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Mummies,
JFA,
Black Pus,
Ice-T,
Anthony Braxton,
the Normal,
The Last Poets,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sparks,
The Blackbyrds,
Sällskapet,
Grey Daturas,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül II,
Wings,
The Saints,
Laurel Aitken,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joy Division,
Procol Harum,
Rod Modell,
Amon Düül,
T.S.O.L.,
U.S. Maple,
Toni Rubio,
Silicon Teens,
Blake Baxter,
a-ha,
Cecil Taylor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
MC5,
Lindisfarne,
Soulsonic Force,
Ronnie Foster,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Fania All-Stars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.