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 Canada and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Jandek to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
X-Ray Spex,
Pulsallama,
Blossom Toes,
The Real Kids,
Theoretical Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Johnny Clarke,
Average White Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Sound Behaviour,
The Residents,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Buckinghams,
Parry Music,
Flash Fearless,
La Düsseldorf,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marine Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Whodini,
The Moleskins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sparks,
Sandy B,
Hashim,
PIL,
Toni Rubio,
Maleditus Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
U.S. Maple,
Kayak,
Angry Samoans,
Drexciya,
Negative Approach,
The Invisible,
Marcia Griffiths,
Peter and Kerry,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Happenings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Symarip,
Wasted Youth,
Scrapy,
Fela Kuti,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
EPMD,
Bobby Byrd,
Glenn Branca,
Grauzone,
Blancmange,
Model 500,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Warsaw,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Darondo,
The Techniques,
Ten City,
OOIOO,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.