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 Solomon Islands and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro 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 This Heat 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Archie Shepp,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alison Limerick,
Marmalade,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Selecter,
Con Funk Shun,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hashim,
Outsiders,
The Cramps,
Drexciya,
Juan Atkins,
Deepchord,
The Young Rascals,
ABC,
The Mummies,
The Gap Band,
Urselle,
Lou Reed,
Camouflage,
Anthony Braxton,
Anakelly,
Bobby Byrd,
Leonard Cohen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Gladiators,
Soulsonic Force,
Davy DMX,
The Dave Clark Five,
48th St. Collective,
Marshall Jefferson,
Yusef Lateef,
Scrapy,
The Fuzztones,
Scientists,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Raincoats,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deadbeat,
One Last Wish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dead Boys,
Tres Demented,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
F. McDonald,
Rufus Thomas,
Minny Pops,
Section 25,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nik Kershaw,
Boogie Down Productions,
Man Eating Sloth,
Can,
Intrusion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Seeds,
Das Ding,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Godley & Creme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.