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 Bahrain and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skriet to the grunge 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Matthew Bourne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alphaville,
Lee Hazlewood,
10cc,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joy Division,
Bobby Sherman,
Pere Ubu,
The Sound,
Bauhaus,
In Retrospect,
Funky Four + One,
Kayak,
June of 44,
Main Source,
Silicon Teens,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bush Tetras,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camberwell Now,
Sonic Youth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fugazi,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Agitation Free,
Kerrie Biddell,
Henry Cow,
Livin' Joy,
The Move,
Smog,
Alton Ellis,
Joyce Sims,
The Tremeloes,
Cal Tjader,
Cybotron,
Wings,
Sexual Harrassment,
Toni Rubio,
L. Decosne,
Blancmange,
Scion,
R.M.O.,
Blossom Toes,
Saccharine Trust,
Robert Görl,
Anakelly,
Dead Boys,
Wally Richardson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hasil Adkins,
Pylon,
Youth Brigade,
Drexciya,
Neu!,
Dawn Penn,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed,
Howard Jones,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.