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 Zimbabwe and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jesper Dahlback to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Charles Mingus,
Scan 7,
Pere Ubu,
Marcia Griffiths,
Idris Muhammad,
Roxy Music,
Alton Ellis,
Skarface,
The Young Rascals,
Patti Smith,
The Five Americans,
Audionom,
Pole,
Can,
David Axelrod,
Glenn Branca,
Davy DMX,
Reuben Wilson,
Quadrant,
Yaz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Second Layer,
Lalann,
Zapp,
Basic Channel,
Lee Hazlewood,
T.S.O.L.,
Kas Product,
Maurizio,
Angry Samoans,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cure,
Mission of Burma,
Tomorrow,
The J.B.'s,
The Slits,
Leonard Cohen,
The Walker Brothers,
The Index,
David Bowie,
Animal Collective,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scrapy,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Simply Red,
FM Einheit,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jawbox,
Crash Course in Science,
Cal Tjader,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Con Funk Shun,
EPMD,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.