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 Uzbekistan and from Lagos.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Lyres to the dance 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Bill Wells,
Swans,
Talk Talk,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
UT,
Niagra,
Kenny Larkin,
CMW,
Black Pus,
Absolute Body Control,
Cecil Taylor,
Chris Corsano,
The Neon Judgement,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Womack,
Tommy Roe,
MDC,
X-102,
Patti Smith,
Index,
The Misunderstood,
Hot Snakes,
Von Mondo,
Kurtis Blow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Alison Limerick,
Lucky Dragons,
Deadbeat,
Liliput,
New Order,
Hasil Adkins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sarah Menescal,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gabor Szabo,
Cal Tjader,
Prince Buster,
Donny Hathaway,
Robert Görl,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Derrick May,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Monolake,
Aloha Tigers,
The J.B.'s,
The Selecter,
Soulsonic Force,
the Human League,
Ice-T,
Nik Kershaw,
Man Parrish,
Sight & Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Groovy Waters,
Shoche,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.