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 Nigeria and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator 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 Techniques to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Maurizio,
Yusef Lateef,
The Toasters,
cv313,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Black Dice,
Bush Tetras,
Scion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cal Tjader,
The Music Machine,
Saccharine Trust,
Tears for Fears,
Andrew Hill,
Harmonia,
Nas,
Roxy Music,
Yellowson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harpers Bizarre,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Con Funk Shun,
Gregory Isaacs,
La Düsseldorf,
Kenny Larkin,
Soulsonic Force,
Jandek,
The Martian,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Au Pairs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gabor Szabo,
Ponytail,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sound Behaviour,
DNA,
Babytalk,
Radiopuhelimet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Toni Rubio,
Judy Mowatt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Swell Maps,
Bob Dylan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Television,
Kevin Saunderson,
Prince Buster,
DJ Style,
Scrapy,
The Electric Prunes,
Ronan,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.