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 Botswana and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
China Crisis,
Tears for Fears,
The Velvet Underground,
Albert Ayler,
Sällskapet,
The Monks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
The Divine Comedy,
Agitation Free,
The Skatalites,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ohio Players,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eve St. Jones,
Mr. Review,
Crash Course in Science,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mad Mike,
Gang of Four,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Quadrant,
David Bowie,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fugs,
Scott Walker,
Radiohead,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Q and Not U,
Amon Düül,
FM Einheit,
Altered Images,
Althea and Donna,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Al Stewart,
The United States of America,
Black Flag,
The Young Rascals,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Sheep,
Lindisfarne,
Joey Negro,
Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter & Gordon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Slave,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Holt,
Glenn Branca,
Mars,
Minnie Riperton,
Eddi Front,
Piero Umiliani,
Crooked Eye,
Bluetip,
The Tremeloes,
Harmonia,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.