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 Turkey and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord 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 clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bauhaus,
Con Funk Shun,
The Moleskins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erykah Badu,
Joy Division,
Gastr Del Sol,
Moebius,
The Gories,
Lalann,
The Velvet Underground,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Smooth,
Duran Duran,
Joyce Sims,
MC5,
Gang of Four,
Ornette Coleman,
Todd Terry,
Robert Wyatt,
Kerri Chandler,
The Music Machine,
Marmalade,
Idris Muhammad,
Jeff Mills,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Heaven 17,
Marc Almond,
Camouflage,
Roxette,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sister Nancy,
Peter and Kerry,
Drexciya,
Yazoo,
Donald Byrd,
John Coltrane,
Mandrill,
John Cale,
Q and Not U,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bluetip,
EPMD,
Can,
Bill Near,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
A Certain Ratio,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Seeds,
Bob Dylan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Skaos,
The Fire Engines,
Tim Buckley,
Organ,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.