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 Lebanon and from Lagos.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pantytec to the jazz 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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Lee Hazlewood,
Royal Trux,
T. Rex,
Scientists,
Marvin Gaye,
Boogie Down Productions,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mr. Review,
Gang of Four,
Cybotron,
Lakeside,
Gong,
Livin' Joy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Theoretical Girls,
Swans,
Soft Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Association,
Gabor Szabo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yazoo,
K-Klass,
Arab on Radar,
Grandmaster Flash,
Unrelated Segments,
Oblivians,
Moss Icon,
Jacob Miller,
Country Teasers,
Sonic Youth,
The Fall,
Subhumans,
The Grass Roots,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bob Dylan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ituana,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soulsonic Force,
Cheater Slicks,
Dead Boys,
Harpers Bizarre,
Agent Orange,
A Certain Ratio,
The Durutti Column,
ABC,
The Angels of Light,
Skarface,
Arthur Verocai,
Colin Newman,
10cc,
Nils Olav,
Mantronix,
Marcia Griffiths,
Don Cherry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.