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 East Timor and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
DNA,
Hasil Adkins,
Malaria!,
Crash Course in Science,
Section 25,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Television Personalities,
Donald Byrd,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jandek,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Green,
Lucky Dragons,
Kenny Larkin,
Fear,
The Young Rascals,
Audionom,
Loose Ends,
Henry Cow,
Lalann,
Surgeon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Absolute Body Control,
Icehouse,
Cybotron,
Sun Ra,
Michelle Simonal,
Animal Collective,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Technova,
Don Cherry,
Ultravox,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Livin' Joy,
Scientists,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rod Modell,
The J.B.'s,
Goldenarms,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cure,
Minnie Riperton,
The Slackers,
Charles Mingus,
Chris & Cosey,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barbara Tucker,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ornette Coleman,
Joe Finger,
Wally Richardson,
Pussy Galore,
Bobby Sherman,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glambeats Corp.,
New York Dolls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marine Girls,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.