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 Djibouti and from Accra.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba 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 Excepter to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest 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 Walker Brothers,
Glenn Branca,
Mandrill,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Audionom,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Finger,
Pantytec,
Organ,
Buzzcocks,
E-Dancer,
Subhumans,
Davy DMX,
The Leaves,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Tremeloes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Remains,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Intrusion,
X-102,
Fluxion,
The Slits,
Todd Terry,
cv313,
Yazoo,
The Fire Engines,
The Mojo Men,
One Last Wish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
JFA,
Angry Samoans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Yaz,
Khruangbin,
La Düsseldorf,
Mars,
Maleditus Sound,
The Kinks,
Bill Near,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Cowsills,
Newcleus,
Henry Cow,
D'Angelo,
John Coltrane,
Cluster,
Barbara Tucker,
Banda Bassotti,
The Monochrome Set,
MC5,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jandek,
Sex Pistols,
Nas,
Q and Not U,
Con Funk Shun,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.