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 Botswana and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 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 Audionom to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Wire,
Pet Shop Boys,
Subhumans,
K-Klass,
Minnie Riperton,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Warren Ellis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marine Girls,
Silicon Teens,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Technova,
Don Cherry,
The Index,
Bill Near,
Robert Görl,
Idris Muhammad,
Sällskapet,
Eli Mardock,
Altered Images,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camouflage,
Negative Approach,
Bush Tetras,
Lower 48,
Clear Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eve St. Jones,
Country Teasers,
Marmalade,
Laurel Aitken,
ABC,
a-ha,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gories,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Easy Going,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
June Days,
Pagans,
David Axelrod,
Adolescents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visage,
One Last Wish,
Outsiders,
Marc Almond,
Spoonie Gee,
John Holt,
Saccharine Trust,
New Age Steppers,
Guru Guru,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jeff Lynne,
MC5,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Roger Hodgson,
Chris & Cosey,
Siglo XX,
The Kinks,
Johnny Clarke,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.