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 Sudan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 The Kinks to the techno 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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yusef Lateef,
10cc,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang Starr,
Prince Buster,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ice-T,
Neil Young,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sarah Menescal,
Mars,
Intrusion,
Erykah Badu,
Audionom,
Lalann,
Visage,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Vogues,
Eddi Front,
Index,
Yaz,
The Red Krayola,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dual Sessions,
Faraquet,
Matthew Bourne,
Trumans Water,
The Cramps,
In Retrospect,
Zero Boys,
The J.B.'s,
The Selecter,
Marc Almond,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Evens,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Severed Heads,
Siglo XX,
Banda Bassotti,
Dead Boys,
Zapp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Flipper,
The Fire Engines,
Bootsy Collins,
Procol Harum,
Vladislav Delay,
Eurythmics,
Panda Bear,
Minny Pops,
Ten City,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Smoke,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nas,
Crooked Eye,
Crispian St. Peters,
Yazoo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.