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 Mongolia and from New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ten City to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lou Reed,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gang Green,
Johnny Osbourne,
Monolake,
Roger Hodgson,
Maleditus Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Babytalk,
Avey Tare,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hardrive,
The Seeds,
The Moleskins,
June Days,
Don Cherry,
Josef K,
David Bowie,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marc Almond,
Marvin Gaye,
The Move,
The Trojans,
Alton Ellis,
Index,
Boredoms,
Sällskapet,
The Stooges,
The Happenings,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Hood,
Barbara Tucker,
Joensuu 1685,
The Durutti Column,
Silicon Teens,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Skatalites,
Absolute Body Control,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Los Fastidios,
Blossom Toes,
Archie Shepp,
The Flesh Eaters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marcia Griffiths,
48th St. Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Fuzztones,
Marmalade,
Andrew Hill,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.