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 Rwanda and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Searchers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Cale,
The Count Five,
Rufus Thomas,
The Doobie Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
Amon Düül,
Guru Guru,
The Selecter,
UT,
Peter & Gordon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Sherman,
The Standells,
Cheater Slicks,
Absolute Body Control,
Das Ding,
Connie Case,
Ossler,
Aaron Thompson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pulsallama,
Roxette,
Danielle Patucci,
KRS-One,
Chris Corsano,
Juan Atkins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Suburban Knight,
Von Mondo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Basic Channel,
New Age Steppers,
The Evens,
Todd Terry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sight & Sound,
Sister Nancy,
Nas,
These Immortal Souls,
The Angels of Light,
Minny Pops,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Happenings,
Cluster,
Johnny Osbourne,
Clear Light,
Black Flag,
Idris Muhammad,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Sonics,
Faraquet,
Aswad,
Mars,
Warren Ellis,
Oneida,
The Modern Lovers,
MDC,
Royal Trux,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.