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 Nicaragua and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fugazi to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crispian St. Peters,
Porter Ricks,
Ronnie Foster,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soft Cell,
Slave,
The Selecter,
Panda Bear,
Half Japanese,
The United States of America,
Yazoo,
Underground Resistance,
Pere Ubu,
Basic Channel,
Magazine,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Young Rascals,
Joensuu 1685,
The Victims,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fatback Band,
Fear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Toasters,
The Birthday Party,
The Gap Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
June of 44,
Barbara Tucker,
Lee Hazlewood,
Magma,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fire Engines,
Marc Almond,
The Techniques,
Clear Light,
Chris & Cosey,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Suburban Knight,
Sex Pistols,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Pus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Interpol,
Wire,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vainqueur,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Los Fastidios,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Motorama,
Gabor Szabo,
Surgeon,
Q65,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eli Mardock,
PIL,
Rufus Thomas,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.