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 Edmonton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 New Age Steppers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mandrill,
Panda Bear,
Magma,
Main Source,
MC5,
UT,
Ituana,
Erykah Badu,
Tears for Fears,
The Searchers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flipper,
Babytalk,
Terrestrial Tones,
Qualms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blake Baxter,
Bronski Beat,
Boz Scaggs,
Avey Tare,
The Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Urselle,
Gichy Dan,
Thompson Twins,
Smog,
Stereo Dub,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gap Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Duran Duran,
David McCallum,
Patti Smith,
Todd Terry,
Silicon Teens,
Bad Manners,
Faust,
Pierre Henry,
Maurizio,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Make Up,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Brick,
The J.B.'s,
Matthew Bourne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bang On A Can,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scott Walker,
Lower 48,
Morten Harket,
Franke,
The Saints,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Archie Shepp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.