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 United States and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Colin Newman to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
The Monochrome Set,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Moss Icon,
F. McDonald,
Soul II Soul,
Clear Light,
Sun Ra,
New Age Steppers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Althea and Donna,
Ponytail,
Scratch Acid,
Hasil Adkins,
Japan,
Minutemen,
The Fuzztones,
The Angels of Light,
Chrome,
Soft Machine,
Darondo,
Robert Hood,
Wings,
Danielle Patucci,
Marcia Griffiths,
Patti Smith,
The Stooges,
Ice-T,
The Moleskins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Morten Harket,
Radiohead,
Fela Kuti,
Chris Corsano,
the Human League,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scrapy,
Los Fastidios,
Wire,
Aswad,
The Fall,
The American Breed,
The Gladiators,
Yaz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gang Green,
Boogie Down Productions,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Walker Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Yusef Lateef,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Pus,
John Lydon,
Al Stewart,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.