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 Sudan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum 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 Wire to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Bootsy Collins,
Sonic Youth,
Stereo Dub,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Anthony Braxton,
Index,
Cecil Taylor,
The Seeds,
Ultra Naté,
Nils Olav,
Matthew Halsall,
Barry Ungar,
Monks,
Franke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hot Snakes,
Quantec,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Martian,
The Detroit Cobras,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tropical Tobacco,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Five Americans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Tremeloes,
the Sonics,
Moss Icon,
Scientists,
Yusef Lateef,
Flipper,
David Bowie,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fat Boys,
June of 44,
DJ Style,
Surgeon,
Toni Rubio,
Mad Mike,
Pylon,
The Pop Group,
Scan 7,
Circle Jerks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Arcadia,
Yaz,
The Black Dice,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultravox,
The Sonics,
Ituana,
The Beau Brummels,
The Birthday Party,
Wings,
Johnny Osbourne,
The J.B.'s,
The Doors,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.