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 Jordan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum 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 ABC to the rap 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marine Girls,
Max Romeo,
Deepchord,
Alton Ellis,
Ken Boothe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chrome,
Urselle,
Tropical Tobacco,
Junior Murvin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roxy Music,
Oblivians,
Morten Harket,
Godley & Creme,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Donald Byrd,
Marmalade,
Ponytail,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gap Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cure,
Popol Vuh,
Matthew Bourne,
Goldenarms,
Scientists,
Animal Collective,
Symarip,
Metal Thangz,
OOIOO,
Black Sheep,
Judy Mowatt,
The Skatalites,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
KRS-One,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Smiths,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
ABC,
Eric B and Rakim,
Hoover,
Terry Callier,
the Normal,
Al Stewart,
Jacob Miller,
Colin Newman,
JFA,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jerry's Kids,
Wire,
Barbara Tucker,
Liliput,
the Germs,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.