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 Toronto.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar 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 Moss Icon to the electroclash 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Magazine,
The Residents,
U.S. Maple,
Peter and Kerry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric Copeland,
Alison Limerick,
Brothers Johnson,
DJ Sneak,
Parry Music,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ice-T,
Anthony Braxton,
Kerri Chandler,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Blues Magoos,
Black Sheep,
Negative Approach,
Eden Ahbez,
The Pretty Things,
Quadrant,
Rosa Yemen,
Letta Mbulu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
June Days,
Vladislav Delay,
Wire,
Rapeman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fugs,
Heaven 17,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cheater Slicks,
The Associates,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Pop Group,
The Standells,
Thee Headcoats,
Lalann,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Clear Light,
Scan 7,
Trumans Water,
Matthew Halsall,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Newcleus,
Pylon,
Pussy Galore,
Don Cherry,
The Moleskins,
Quando Quango,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cecil Taylor,
Warsaw,
Reagan Youth,
David Axelrod,
FM Einheit,
Slave,
Drexciya,
The Cowsills,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.