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 Armenia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kevin Saunderson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Suicide,
Underground Resistance,
Scan 7,
Gichy Dan,
Patti Smith,
Kaleidoscope,
Absolute Body Control,
Liliput,
Little Man,
Soulsonic Force,
L. Decosne,
The Dave Clark Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kurtis Blow,
Mars,
Index,
Isaac Hayes,
Wasted Youth,
Don Cherry,
Eurythmics,
Bobbi Humphrey,
U.S. Maple,
The Angels of Light,
Matthew Bourne,
Nirvana,
Mo-Dettes,
Dead Boys,
Althea and Donna,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zapp,
Gang Starr,
Ohio Players,
The Knickerbockers,
Sonic Youth,
Jandek,
Dave Gahan,
Alison Limerick,
Ralphi Rosario,
Babytalk,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Supertramp,
the Sonics,
Albert Ayler,
Tom Boy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Symarip,
Sexual Harrassment,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kevin Saunderson,
Accadde A,
Pussy Galore,
Niagra,
Monolake,
Joe Smooth,
The Sonics,
The Smiths,
Desert Stars,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.