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 Afghanistan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 The Motions to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Liliput,
Soulsonic Force,
Minnie Riperton,
Alice Coltrane,
Pylon,
Cal Tjader,
Fugazi,
Basic Channel,
Saccharine Trust,
Surgeon,
Junior Murvin,
Circle Jerks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
K-Klass,
Peter and Kerry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
AZ,
Bobby Womack,
Loose Ends,
Vainqueur,
Bill Near,
B.T. Express,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Wyatt,
Malaria!,
The Black Dice,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bootsy Collins,
The Velvet Underground,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Christie,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fela Kuti,
Sandy B,
Japan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Al Stewart,
Agent Orange,
Byron Stingily,
Juan Atkins,
Audionom,
Little Man,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eve St. Jones,
Boz Scaggs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grauzone,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Count Five,
Gang Gang Dance,
Khruangbin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.