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 Thailand and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare 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 Flipper to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Sound Behaviour,
Main Source,
The Happenings,
Radio Birdman,
The Beau Brummels,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ronnie Foster,
Maurizio,
Iggy Pop,
The Grass Roots,
CMW,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Television Personalities,
Kevin Saunderson,
Swans,
Avey Tare,
Black Pus,
Juan Atkins,
Liliput,
Electric Prunes,
Moebius,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Monolake,
Stetsasonic,
Ten City,
Kerrie Biddell,
Make Up,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang of Four,
Neu!,
Donny Hathaway,
Suicide,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
EPMD,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
David McCallum,
ABBA,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brick,
The Blackbyrds,
Camberwell Now,
Faust,
The Remains,
Groovy Waters,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fela Kuti,
Can,
Brass Construction,
Reuben Wilson,
The J.B.'s,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eden Ahbez,
the Germs,
The Real Kids,
New Age Steppers,
The Martian,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.