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 Angola and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Dorothy Ashby 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Niagra,
Jawbox,
Todd Rundgren,
Arab on Radar,
Connie Case,
B.T. Express,
Stockholm Monsters,
10cc,
The Red Krayola,
Hashim,
Yaz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Q and Not U,
X-Ray Spex,
Patti Smith,
Nils Olav,
Jeff Lynne,
Supertramp,
Robert Wyatt,
James White and The Blacks,
Scientists,
Outsiders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
LL Cool J,
Erasure,
Howard Jones,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cybotron,
Agent Orange,
K-Klass,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Intrusion,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deadbeat,
Ohio Players,
Pharoah Sanders,
Girls At Our Best!,
Das Ding,
Neu!,
the Slits,
The Zeros,
the Normal,
The Count Five,
The Monochrome Set,
Cecil Taylor,
Ice-T,
The Blues Magoos,
Babytalk,
Traffic Nightmare,
Spoonie Gee,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Lydon,
The Star Department,
Hardrive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Essential Logic,
Los Fastidios,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.