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 Mali and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bush Tetras to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
The Count Five,
Symarip,
The Wake,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Subhumans,
Pierre Henry,
Infiniti,
Letta Mbulu,
The Busters,
Jacob Miller,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joe Finger,
Intrusion,
Groovy Waters,
Blake Baxter,
Freddie Wadling,
Tom Boy,
Glenn Branca,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Moleskins,
The Happenings,
Guru Guru,
Derrick May,
Dual Sessions,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Livin' Joy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Faraquet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vladislav Delay,
The Slits,
Public Enemy,
Surgeon,
The Fuzztones,
the Soft Cell,
Skarface,
Godley & Creme,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gichy Dan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rosa Yemen,
Skaos,
a-ha,
48th St. Collective,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fear,
Matthew Bourne,
Marmalade,
Minutemen,
Soft Cell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Misunderstood,
OOIOO,
Inner City,
The Martian,
Davy DMX,
Negative Approach,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.