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 Angola and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin 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 Peter and Kerry to the jazz 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Siglo XX,
Marmalade,
Organ,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Agent Orange,
The Red Krayola,
David Axelrod,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rod Modell,
Peter & Gordon,
Country Teasers,
The Doors,
Leonard Cohen,
Deepchord,
DJ Style,
Severed Heads,
Junior Murvin,
The Dirtbombs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lucky Dragons,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rapeman,
Qualms,
Grey Daturas,
Mars,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Misunderstood,
Jeff Mills,
Cluster,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
a-ha,
Dennis Brown,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Busters,
Adolescents,
Desert Stars,
The Black Dice,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Martian,
Ludus,
Black Moon,
Unrelated Segments,
Gang Gang Dance,
China Crisis,
Unwound,
Freddie Wadling,
Whodini,
Jacob Miller,
Stereo Dub,
The Sonics,
David McCallum,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Japan,
Mary Jane Girls,
F. McDonald,
Shuggie Otis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Television,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.