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 Burkina and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Danielle Patucci to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fuzztones,
Flipper,
a-ha,
Loose Ends,
Fear,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeff Mills,
Essential Logic,
The Fugs,
Lou Christie,
Intrusion,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sarah Menescal,
Smog,
Y Pants,
Pagans,
Robert Görl,
The Slackers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pussy Galore,
Dark Day,
The New Christs,
Technova,
Outsiders,
Mantronix,
Index,
The Invisible,
The Monks,
Girls At Our Best!,
OOIOO,
Flash Fearless,
Vainqueur,
Arcadia,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cal Tjader,
The Stooges,
Tres Demented,
Roxy Music,
Peter and Kerry,
Barbara Tucker,
Thee Headcoats,
Bob Dylan,
Quando Quango,
Soul Sonic Force,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minny Pops,
John Lydon,
Juan Atkins,
10cc,
Zero Boys,
Minor Threat,
Adolescents,
Newcleus,
Deakin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Prince Buster,
Mr. Review,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.