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 Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
B.T. Express,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Franke,
Essential Logic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultra Naté,
Maurizio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
China Crisis,
Sällskapet,
Hardrive,
The Durutti Column,
Tomorrow,
DJ Sneak,
Charles Mingus,
The Real Kids,
The Monks,
The Buckinghams,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
T. Rex,
Bang On A Can,
David Bowie,
Country Teasers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Radio Birdman,
cv313,
The Walker Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
The Blues Magoos,
Alton Ellis,
Monolake,
Warsaw,
Joensuu 1685,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bill Wells,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fat Boys,
The Standells,
L. Decosne,
Aswad,
Electric Light Orchestra,
PIL,
Monks,
Danielle Patucci,
Roy Ayers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Das Ding,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Sonics,
Can,
Brick,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tom Boy,
Eric Copeland,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.