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 Australia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ice-T to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Patti Smith,
Public Enemy,
The Sound,
Leonard Cohen,
DNA,
Matthew Bourne,
Crooked Eye,
The Neon Judgement,
JFA,
D'Angelo,
Zero Boys,
Steve Hackett,
Soulsonic Force,
Faust,
Radiohead,
New Order,
Minny Pops,
This Heat,
H. Thieme,
Tomorrow,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Audionom,
Bauhaus,
Pierre Henry,
Lightning Bolt,
Clear Light,
Wings,
Aswad,
John Coltrane,
Tommy Roe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marvin Gaye,
Danielle Patucci,
The Pretty Things,
Sight & Sound,
Grauzone,
La Düsseldorf,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Q65,
Ice-T,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Spandau Ballet,
OOIOO,
The Fortunes,
Sarah Menescal,
Sun Ra,
Toni Rubio,
Television Personalities,
The Saints,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Wake,
Soul Sonic Force,
Excepter,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric Copeland,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.