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 Bahrain and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Echospace to the jazz 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Germs,
the Association,
Dennis Brown,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric Dolphy,
Nas,
New York Dolls,
Jacob Miller,
Subhumans,
Eli Mardock,
Country Teasers,
Das Ding,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Birthday Party,
The Knickerbockers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Agent Orange,
Steve Hackett,
Chrome,
Animal Collective,
Nick Fraelich,
Neu!,
Patti Smith,
Cal Tjader,
X-101,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New Order,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Holt,
Lou Reed,
Toni Rubio,
The Electric Prunes,
The Evens,
The Martian,
Cameo,
Eric Copeland,
The Zeros,
Lucky Dragons,
Warren Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
The Busters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Michelle Simonal,
Amon Düül II,
Marcia Griffiths,
Thompson Twins,
The Smoke,
EPMD,
Au Pairs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Toasters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nico,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roxy Music,
Jerry's Kids,
Scan 7,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Human League,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.