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 Zambia and from Jakarta.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare 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 Gang of Four to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
The Offenders,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tom Boy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fugs,
CMW,
the Sonics,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hashim,
Eve St. Jones,
Bang On A Can,
Cybotron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Urselle,
Radiohead,
Bill Near,
Michelle Simonal,
Brick,
Ralphi Rosario,
Trumans Water,
The Slits,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Clear Light,
Jandek,
New Age Steppers,
Reuben Wilson,
Alison Limerick,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
In Retrospect,
Jeff Lynne,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Easy Going,
Mandrill,
Make Up,
Eli Mardock,
kango's stein massive,
Lungfish,
Ossler,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
James White and The Blacks,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Moleskins,
Sparks,
Kayak,
Robert Hood,
Ken Boothe,
Thompson Twins,
Boz Scaggs,
Junior Murvin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.