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 Portland.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Matthew Halsall to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rotary Connection,
Fugazi,
Nirvana,
Lightning Bolt,
Arab on Radar,
Lyres,
Schoolly D,
Minor Threat,
Carl Craig,
kango's stein massive,
The Gap Band,
Tubeway Army,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stereo Dub,
Marc Almond,
Unrelated Segments,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Moody Blues,
Tom Boy,
June of 44,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Zeros,
Mary Jane Girls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Alton Ellis,
Juan Atkins,
10cc,
Vladislav Delay,
The Pretty Things,
Radiohead,
Kas Product,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lindisfarne,
Sonic Youth,
Zapp,
Glenn Branca,
Susan Cadogan,
Stetsasonic,
The Sonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gong,
Pagans,
The Move,
Sparks,
Bauhaus,
The Durutti Column,
Quando Quango,
Neu!,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Laurel Aitken,
Suburban Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Busters,
Camberwell Now,
Lalann,
Severed Heads,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.