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 Libya and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum 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 Dual Sessions to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Livin' Joy,
Bill Near,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Young Rascals,
Carl Craig,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Move,
Glenn Branca,
The Fortunes,
Brick,
The Kinks,
Minny Pops,
Gil Scott Heron,
Y Pants,
Babytalk,
Gastr Del Sol,
Echospace,
the Sonics,
The Skatalites,
Depeche Mode,
Max Romeo,
Eric Dolphy,
Q65,
Negative Approach,
Absolute Body Control,
Drexciya,
The Gun Club,
The Real Kids,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soulsonic Force,
Sandy B,
Dennis Brown,
Quantec,
Sight & Sound,
Khruangbin,
Flipper,
Rekid,
New Order,
Girls At Our Best!,
Agitation Free,
CMW,
Young Marble Giants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Howard Jones,
Joe Finger,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Coltrane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Letta Mbulu,
Excepter,
The Moody Blues,
Soul Sonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dark Day,
The Flesh Eaters,
Motorama,
Ornette Coleman,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.