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 Tajikistan 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Sällskapet to the crunk 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Metal Thangz,
Main Source,
Judy Mowatt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Shuggie Otis,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fuzztones,
Von Mondo,
Soulsonic Force,
the Slits,
John Foxx,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Basic Channel,
The Shadows of Knight,
Todd Rundgren,
Ronan,
Black Bananas,
Barry Ungar,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Litter,
Gabor Szabo,
Jawbox,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Massinfluence,
James White and The Blacks,
Urselle,
Jandek,
Stetsasonic,
Q and Not U,
Vainqueur,
The Sonics,
Sexual Harrassment,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fugs,
Cameo,
Au Pairs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Organ,
H. Thieme,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sight & Sound,
Sun City Girls,
Joy Division,
The Searchers,
Bobby Byrd,
Johnny Clarke,
Fugazi,
Wolf Eyes,
John Lydon,
Trumans Water,
Sparks,
The Skatalites,
John Coltrane,
La Düsseldorf,
Rapeman,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.