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 Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Yusef Lateef to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Magazine,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sam Rivers,
CMW,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rites of Spring,
Bluetip,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nico,
Ossler,
The Blues Magoos,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Bar-Kays,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Barbara Tucker,
Liliput,
Eli Mardock,
Bush Tetras,
Sonic Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Man Eating Sloth,
Albert Ayler,
10cc,
The Trojans,
Barry Ungar,
Marine Girls,
Brothers Johnson,
Lucky Dragons,
Kerri Chandler,
Amon Düül II,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeff Lynne,
The Selecter,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Neil Young,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gregory Isaacs,
OOIOO,
DJ Style,
Easy Going,
The J.B.'s,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sällskapet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
China Crisis,
Bobby Byrd,
Half Japanese,
The Raincoats,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Das Ding,
Moss Icon,
Brick,
Shuggie Otis,
Q65,
Urselle,
Curtis Mayfield,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.