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 Greece and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar 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 Don Cherry to the crunk 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Andrew Hill,
Alton Ellis,
Godley & Creme,
The Offenders,
MC5,
The Raincoats,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joyce Sims,
Eric Copeland,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Guru Guru,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Aural Exciters,
Sound Behaviour,
Television Personalities,
The Barracudas,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Country Teasers,
Glenn Branca,
Scrapy,
Excepter,
Brass Construction,
Index,
Bobby Womack,
Morten Harket,
Scion,
Sugar Minott,
The Star Department,
Nas,
Khruangbin,
Lou Reed,
The Five Americans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cecil Taylor,
Pierre Henry,
Hot Snakes,
the Sonics,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Unwound,
Kayak,
David Axelrod,
Harry Pussy,
Ossler,
Massinfluence,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marmalade,
Icehouse,
Easy Going,
Bobby Sherman,
Depeche Mode,
Intrusion,
John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Michelle Simonal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Technova,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.