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 Maldives and from Columbus.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Q65 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camberwell Now,
The Associates,
The Golliwogs,
Magma,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Agitation Free,
cv313,
Public Enemy,
New Order,
Banda Bassotti,
Aaron Thompson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brothers Johnson,
Country Teasers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Yazoo,
The Pretty Things,
The Dead C,
Rekid,
Eli Mardock,
John Cale,
ABC,
Swell Maps,
Royal Trux,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ten City,
Big Daddy Kane,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sällskapet,
Blancmange,
Dennis Brown,
Slave,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Smog,
One Last Wish,
The Happenings,
Section 25,
Matthew Bourne,
Panda Bear,
Stetsasonic,
Sex Pistols,
Bob Dylan,
The Invisible,
Silicon Teens,
Hashim,
Lou Reed,
Piero Umiliani,
Man Parrish,
The Wake,
Infiniti,
Radio Birdman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Malaria!,
Alison Limerick,
Y Pants,
The Modern Lovers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Isaac Hayes,
Pantytec,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.