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 Rwanda and from Accra.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Nils Olav to the electroclash 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Pet Shop Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Kinks,
Stetsasonic,
Suicide,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yellowson,
Fat Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
Electric Prunes,
Roxette,
The Fall,
Gabor Szabo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Unwound,
Henry Cow,
Jimmy McGriff,
Matthew Halsall,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker,
E-Dancer,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Howard Jones,
Supertramp,
Faraquet,
Pylon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soul II Soul,
The Saints,
Joey Negro,
Todd Terry,
The Residents,
Terry Callier,
Pierre Henry,
Derrick Morgan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Robert Wyatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
FM Einheit,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fugs,
Deakin,
Talk Talk,
In Retrospect,
The Buckinghams,
Banda Bassotti,
Fad Gadget,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
AZ,
The Seeds,
ABBA,
Sam Rivers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mandrill,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.