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 Nepal and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
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 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 Robert Palmer 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 ABC to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Unrelated Segments,
Glambeats Corp.,
Khruangbin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jeff Mills,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soulsonic Force,
D'Angelo,
The Moleskins,
Liliput,
Gil Scott Heron,
48th St. Collective,
Barbara Tucker,
Bluetip,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Surgeon,
Yusef Lateef,
Piero Umiliani,
Spoonie Gee,
Junior Murvin,
Ice-T,
Eden Ahbez,
Delon & Dalcan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alton Ellis,
The Young Rascals,
Avey Tare,
Kaleidoscope,
Rosa Yemen,
Kerri Chandler,
Animal Collective,
Radiohead,
H. Thieme,
Shuggie Otis,
The Star Department,
Index,
Ken Boothe,
Brick,
Todd Terry,
The Cramps,
La Düsseldorf,
The Selecter,
Chrome,
X-Ray Spex,
The Toasters,
Erykah Badu,
Scrapy,
Nik Kershaw,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The New Christs,
Bobby Sherman,
Basic Channel,
Marshall Jefferson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Laurel Aitken,
The Dead C,
Underground Resistance,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.