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 Antigua and from London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Pylon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
The Knickerbockers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Monochrome Set,
Derrick May,
Delta 5,
Alison Limerick,
Pantytec,
FM Einheit,
Franke,
Camberwell Now,
Tropical Tobacco,
Blancmange,
Jimmy McGriff,
Albert Ayler,
Swell Maps,
Nas,
Byron Stingily,
Motorama,
Circle Jerks,
Dawn Penn,
Joe Smooth,
Fear,
Quando Quango,
Organ,
Crooked Eye,
Warren Ellis,
KRS-One,
Don Cherry,
Hashim,
Accadde A,
Todd Terry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pulsallama,
Al Stewart,
Brand Nubian,
The Gladiators,
Judy Mowatt,
Deadbeat,
Scion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Newcleus,
Dual Sessions,
Outsiders,
Grauzone,
The Grass Roots,
Anakelly,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Whodini,
Main Source,
Rufus Thomas,
Tres Demented,
Black Sheep,
The Vogues,
The Moleskins,
Eddi Front,
Juan Atkins,
Little Man,
Archie Shepp,
Nick Fraelich,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Buckinghams,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.