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 Belarus and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 JFA to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Electric Prunes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roger Hodgson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Heaven 17,
Black Bananas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chrome,
Sandy B,
Aswad,
Peter and Kerry,
Toni Rubio,
Ultravox,
Vladislav Delay,
MDC,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Mummies,
Joensuu 1685,
Radiohead,
Niagra,
Banda Bassotti,
Mad Mike,
Bush Tetras,
Terry Callier,
Tears for Fears,
Throbbing Gristle,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sonic Youth,
Monolake,
The Happenings,
Warren Ellis,
The Selecter,
Wire,
Bill Wells,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gong,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Gun Club,
Patti Smith,
June Days,
Dual Sessions,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sällskapet,
Pere Ubu,
Byron Stingily,
Gichy Dan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Monochrome Set,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pantaleimon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Janne Schatter,
Sonny Sharrock,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Yaz,
Adolescents,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
LL Cool J,
Slave,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.