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 Nigeria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
X-Ray Spex,
LL Cool J,
Television Personalities,
The Pretty Things,
Massinfluence,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-101,
Susan Cadogan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aural Exciters,
The Seeds,
Barry Ungar,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Smiths,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Public Enemy,
June Days,
Laurel Aitken,
Warsaw,
The Dirtbombs,
Patti Smith,
Sam Rivers,
Crime,
Cybotron,
The Durutti Column,
Pantaleimon,
Yazoo,
Eric Copeland,
Matthew Bourne,
Al Stewart,
Henry Cow,
Slick Rick,
Bill Near,
Arcadia,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
June of 44,
Porter Ricks,
Main Source,
Glenn Branca,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Move,
Eric Dolphy,
Tubeway Army,
Neil Young,
The Human League,
Vainqueur,
Don Cherry,
Hardrive,
Surgeon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Reuben Wilson,
Alphaville,
Maleditus Sound,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Procol Harum,
DNA,
Rakim,
Yusef Lateef,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.