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 Nauru and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Barrington Levy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
The Seeds,
Babytalk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Groovy Waters,
Faraquet,
Bobby Sherman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bill Near,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sonics,
The Barracudas,
The Detroit Cobras,
Banda Bassotti,
X-101,
The Smiths,
Youth Brigade,
Motorama,
Dark Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Association,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Easy Going,
Eden Ahbez,
ABBA,
Tommy Roe,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television,
The Evens,
Minny Pops,
Alice Coltrane,
Can,
Avey Tare,
Skaos,
Stetsasonic,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ralphi Rosario,
Boredoms,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Skarface,
Joe Smooth,
EPMD,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Max Romeo,
John Lydon,
kango's stein massive,
Sonic Youth,
Grey Daturas,
Tears for Fears,
Brothers Johnson,
Skriet,
Graham Central Station,
Rosa Yemen,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tom Boy,
Delta 5,
Funky Four + One,
Boz Scaggs,
Henry Cow,
Niagra,
Wings,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.