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 Philippines and from Mexico City.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar 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 Joensuu 1685 to the techno 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Music Machine,
Fugazi,
Harry Pussy,
Lou Reed,
Das Ding,
Eli Mardock,
Mary Jane Girls,
Shoche,
Danielle Patucci,
Electric Prunes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sixth Finger,
Blossom Toes,
LL Cool J,
Niagra,
The Toasters,
ABC,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pussy Galore,
Underground Resistance,
Rekid,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Todd Terry,
Shuggie Otis,
The Busters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Main Source,
Bootsy Collins,
Hasil Adkins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobby Womack,
Fela Kuti,
X-101,
Mark Hollis,
Duran Duran,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Unwound,
Sun City Girls,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gun Club,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Country Teasers,
Cecil Taylor,
Aswad,
Colin Newman,
Make Up,
Skarface,
Suicide,
Zapp,
Scion,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The J.B.'s,
The Skatalites,
Rhythm & Sound,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.