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 Iran and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Cairo.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 ABBA to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Nick Fraelich,
The Neon Judgement,
Monks,
Yellowson,
Jacob Miller,
Motorama,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Parry Music,
Alphaville,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moody Blues,
Soft Cell,
Flash Fearless,
Subhumans,
Tom Boy,
AZ,
The Offenders,
Leonard Cohen,
Maurizio,
Hardrive,
CMW,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
K-Klass,
Intrusion,
The United States of America,
Susan Cadogan,
Ronan,
ABC,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dawn Penn,
Grey Daturas,
Josef K,
Angry Samoans,
Saccharine Trust,
Sight & Sound,
The Zeros,
Adolescents,
Tommy Roe,
Desert Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
These Immortal Souls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultravox,
Yazoo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bobby Sherman,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
E-Dancer,
The Buckinghams,
KRS-One,
Bobby Byrd,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Terrestrial Tones,
June Days,
Khruangbin,
the Sonics,
Von Mondo,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.