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 Iran and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Little Man to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Intrusion,
EPMD,
Public Enemy,
Reuben Wilson,
Pantaleimon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Blackbyrds,
Average White Band,
The Beau Brummels,
The Trojans,
Shuggie Otis,
The Young Rascals,
Warsaw,
Animal Collective,
The Moody Blues,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flipper,
Cal Tjader,
Gerry Rafferty,
Massinfluence,
Deadbeat,
Depeche Mode,
Tim Buckley,
Michelle Simonal,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tres Demented,
Symarip,
Bang On A Can,
The Gladiators,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Cramps,
Pulsallama,
Reagan Youth,
The Saints,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Busters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soft Cell,
John Cale,
Country Joe & The Fish,
New Order,
MDC,
Clear Light,
Arthur Verocai,
The Real Kids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jacob Miller,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Delta 5,
Crime,
Mars,
Negative Approach,
Peter and Kerry,
Maurizio,
Fluxion,
Cluster,
Lakeside,
World's Most,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.