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 Kuwait and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
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 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Rufus Thomas to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
The Misunderstood,
Archie Shepp,
Minutemen,
The Blackbyrds,
The Index,
Howard Jones,
June of 44,
Young Marble Giants,
Sugar Minott,
Sällskapet,
Agitation Free,
Letta Mbulu,
Joey Negro,
Masters at Work,
The Gap Band,
X-102,
The Human League,
Amon Düül,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fugazi,
Boogie Down Productions,
Trumans Water,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tres Demented,
Sarah Menescal,
Ohio Players,
The Motions,
Amon Düül II,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Associates,
The Litter,
Gichy Dan,
Tubeway Army,
Mantronix,
Oblivians,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Quadrant,
Theoretical Girls,
Flash Fearless,
The Gories,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vladislav Delay,
Stockholm Monsters,
Altered Images,
Depeche Mode,
Agent Orange,
The Fall,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Alphaville,
A Certain Ratio,
Drexciya,
The Last Poets,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thompson Twins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Skaos,
Girls At Our Best!,
Subhumans,
The Residents,
Section 25,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.