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 Kosovo and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Roger Hodgson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Echospace,
Brand Nubian,
The Five Americans,
Adolescents,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Altered Images,
kango's stein massive,
Thee Headcoats,
Gong,
Bluetip,
Tubeway Army,
The Golliwogs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pulsallama,
Glambeats Corp.,
Buzzcocks,
Vainqueur,
The Flesh Eaters,
Archie Shepp,
the Bar-Kays,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Letta Mbulu,
the Association,
Traffic Nightmare,
Easy Going,
Second Layer,
Minnie Riperton,
Suicide,
Eden Ahbez,
Peter & Gordon,
Franke,
Lightning Bolt,
Chrome,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stereo Dub,
These Immortal Souls,
MC5,
Goldenarms,
Scott Walker,
Joy Division,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jacques Brel,
Massinfluence,
Sister Nancy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Icehouse,
OOIOO,
Amazonics,
Radiohead,
Stiv Bators,
Yazoo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Newcleus,
Ossler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.