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 Micronesia and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Urselle to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Pulsallama,
The Slits,
Livin' Joy,
Bill Near,
Minutemen,
Blancmange,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gang of Four,
Altered Images,
Toni Rubio,
Graham Central Station,
Quantec,
Infiniti,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
T. Rex,
Rotary Connection,
The Kinks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sixth Finger,
Rosa Yemen,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Freddie Wadling,
Grey Daturas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Saints,
Josef K,
In Retrospect,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Electric Prunes,
Tom Boy,
Tubeway Army,
The Fortunes,
Rapeman,
Suburban Knight,
LL Cool J,
Slave,
Bauhaus,
Bang On A Can,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Grass Roots,
X-102,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Blackbyrds,
Quadrant,
Kurtis Blow,
Swans,
The Stooges,
The Divine Comedy,
Jandek,
The Monochrome Set,
Ituana,
Reuben Wilson,
Faust,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joensuu 1685,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Warsaw,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.