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 Iraq and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Absolute Body Control to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Kerri Chandler,
Frankie Knuckles,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scratch Acid,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Warsaw,
Roy Ayers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Camberwell Now,
Mars,
Jerry's Kids,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
D'Angelo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Wells,
Kurtis Blow,
Little Man,
The Vogues,
Cybotron,
Pantytec,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Raincoats,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cymande,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gregory Isaacs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cowsills,
The Smoke,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Human League,
Toni Rubio,
Depeche Mode,
Sun Ra,
Aural Exciters,
Vainqueur,
John Cale,
Hot Snakes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
La Düsseldorf,
John Coltrane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
10cc,
Icehouse,
The Durutti Column,
Dorothy Ashby,
Adolescents,
Michelle Simonal,
Royal Trux,
E-Dancer,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Swans,
Ice-T,
These Immortal Souls,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.