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 Nepal and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba 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 Flipper to the grunge 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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Subhumans,
Grey Daturas,
Boredoms,
Scratch Acid,
Don Cherry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marshall Jefferson,
Los Fastidios,
Sexual Harrassment,
Letta Mbulu,
The Young Rascals,
Yusef Lateef,
Arcadia,
Toni Rubio,
The Litter,
Lungfish,
The Blackbyrds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flash Fearless,
Negative Approach,
Glambeats Corp.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
In Retrospect,
The American Breed,
Slave,
Amon Düül,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Human League,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Trojans,
The Selecter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Saints,
The Dead C,
Godley & Creme,
The Count Five,
Little Man,
Donny Hathaway,
Marmalade,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stereo Dub,
Barbara Tucker,
Roxy Music,
Wire,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Josef K,
Rakim,
Deakin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joe Finger,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Offenders,
Marvin Gaye,
Alice Coltrane,
The Sound,
Magma,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.