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 Suriname and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pussy Galore to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
Oneida,
Traffic Nightmare,
Toni Rubio,
Joe Smooth,
Sound Behaviour,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter and Kerry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camouflage,
The Fortunes,
CMW,
Jimmy McGriff,
Archie Shepp,
The Divine Comedy,
Public Enemy,
Reagan Youth,
Pylon,
The Gories,
Marmalade,
Ossler,
Skriet,
the Sonics,
Eddi Front,
Nirvana,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Donny Hathaway,
The Toasters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Faraquet,
The Doors,
Saccharine Trust,
Stockholm Monsters,
Main Source,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Monks,
Cheater Slicks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mars,
Blancmange,
Pantaleimon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cure,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aswad,
Robert Wyatt,
Kas Product,
David Axelrod,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pharoah Sanders,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Newcleus,
Gang Green,
Chris Corsano,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Babytalk,
ABC,
Lakeside,
Q65,
Soulsonic Force,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.