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 Burkina and from Paris.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lyres to the rock 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
New Order,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arcadia,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nick Fraelich,
The Techniques,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Youth Brigade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
E-Dancer,
Ultimate Spinach,
The United States of America,
Susan Cadogan,
Alison Limerick,
The Golliwogs,
Funkadelic,
The Walker Brothers,
Lalann,
Soft Cell,
The Index,
Patti Smith,
Toni Rubio,
Reagan Youth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Newcleus,
Amon Düül II,
Guru Guru,
Quando Quango,
The Sonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sarah Menescal,
AZ,
Soul II Soul,
Ken Boothe,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Barbara Tucker,
Wings,
Lou Christie,
Wolf Eyes,
Laurel Aitken,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Danielle Patucci,
Brick,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Womack,
Joe Finger,
Crooked Eye,
Quantec,
Siglo XX,
Bill Wells,
Jerry Gold Smith,
New York Dolls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scan 7,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Association,
Circle Jerks,
Idris Muhammad,
David Axelrod,
Sällskapet,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.