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 Albania 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 World's Most to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Pole,
The Beau Brummels,
Bob Dylan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fatback Band,
John Coltrane,
The Seeds,
the Soft Cell,
Sixth Finger,
Dual Sessions,
Harpers Bizarre,
Piero Umiliani,
Eric Copeland,
Nik Kershaw,
Iggy Pop,
Arthur Verocai,
Eden Ahbez,
Sister Nancy,
Grey Daturas,
Franke,
The Leaves,
Jandek,
Crash Course in Science,
The Busters,
Amazonics,
Minnie Riperton,
R.M.O.,
Wings,
Joyce Sims,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Avey Tare,
Sight & Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Sherman,
Fela Kuti,
the Germs,
The Kinks,
Donny Hathaway,
Soft Cell,
ABC,
One Last Wish,
The American Breed,
Kas Product,
L. Decosne,
The Litter,
Minny Pops,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gastr Del Sol,
Quadrant,
Symarip,
E-Dancer,
Rakim,
Groovy Waters,
Wolf Eyes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
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.