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 Burkina and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Harry Pussy to the grunge 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Juan Atkins,
Nick Fraelich,
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter & Gordon,
Isaac Hayes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Youth Brigade,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Flag,
Dennis Brown,
The Move,
Davy DMX,
Nas,
kango's stein massive,
Todd Terry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wire,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sugar Minott,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Swans,
Barry Ungar,
Jandek,
Depeche Mode,
Shoche,
The Techniques,
The Fugs,
Minnie Riperton,
Sun Ra,
Tubeway Army,
Kayak,
Nirvana,
Essential Logic,
Crooked Eye,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mr. Review,
Tres Demented,
Malaria!,
MDC,
Deakin,
Scientists,
Sonic Youth,
Peter and Kerry,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gun Club,
Panda Bear,
Lebanon Hanover,
Moss Icon,
The Durutti Column,
Ohio Players,
Eve St. Jones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Carl Craig,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gap Band,
The Golliwogs,
Black Sheep,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pantaleimon,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.