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 Slovakia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Moleskins to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Neu!,
Nas,
Nik Kershaw,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Monolake,
Agitation Free,
Jawbox,
Banda Bassotti,
Metal Thangz,
Moss Icon,
Todd Terry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dennis Brown,
Aaron Thompson,
Skaos,
Harpers Bizarre,
Big Daddy Kane,
Von Mondo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Christie,
Chrome,
Mark Hollis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Black Dice,
Eurythmics,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Smiths,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Michelle Simonal,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Green,
Deadbeat,
The Gories,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Surgeon,
Essential Logic,
the Sonics,
Kerri Chandler,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pere Ubu,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ice-T,
Wings,
Roxy Music,
Traffic Nightmare,
AZ,
Liliput,
Prince Buster,
Kas Product,
Boz Scaggs,
Joensuu 1685,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bill Wells,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nation of Ulysses,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.