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 Samoa and from New York.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Barracudas to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Amazonics,
Aswad,
Drexciya,
T.S.O.L.,
Sister Nancy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grey Daturas,
Basic Channel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fela Kuti,
Don Cherry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Judy Mowatt,
Underground Resistance,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Cale,
Urselle,
Cluster,
Gong,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grauzone,
Jandek,
John Holt,
D'Angelo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Zero Boys,
Scan 7,
Dual Sessions,
Hardrive,
Gang Starr,
Letta Mbulu,
Kurtis Blow,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rotary Connection,
The Wake,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Metal Thangz,
Ronnie Foster,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ituana,
Blake Baxter,
Lower 48,
Alison Limerick,
R.M.O.,
The Sonics,
Ponytail,
Technova,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
Audionom,
Joey Negro,
Aloha Tigers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Shoche,
Crash Course in Science,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.