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 Sierra Leone and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the grime 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Crash Course in Science,
Rekid,
Jawbox,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wally Richardson,
Scientists,
Black Bananas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fela Kuti,
The Fuzztones,
These Immortal Souls,
Black Sheep,
Niagra,
The Divine Comedy,
Swell Maps,
the Germs,
Yellowson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pulsallama,
Buzzcocks,
Cecil Taylor,
Vladislav Delay,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lalann,
Delta 5,
Young Marble Giants,
Nico,
Sandy B,
Idris Muhammad,
X-101,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barrington Levy,
Yazoo,
The Five Americans,
Chrome,
Subhumans,
Guru Guru,
Darondo,
Roy Ayers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tres Demented,
The Mummies,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The New Christs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gories,
Kas Product,
the Association,
Colin Newman,
Max Romeo,
One Last Wish,
Johnny Clarke,
Lindisfarne,
Bootsy Collins,
Suburban Knight,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
A Certain Ratio,
Neil Young,
Anakelly,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.