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 South Sudan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Interpol to the grime 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Sonic Youth,
R.M.O.,
Basic Channel,
Dave Gahan,
The Stooges,
Todd Terry,
Sister Nancy,
Barrington Levy,
DJ Sneak,
The Real Kids,
Glenn Branca,
Khruangbin,
D'Angelo,
The Seeds,
Bang On A Can,
Outsiders,
Derrick Morgan,
Babytalk,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Kinks,
Charles Mingus,
The Blues Magoos,
Albert Ayler,
Guru Guru,
Icehouse,
The Residents,
Flipper,
Black Flag,
Don Cherry,
Spandau Ballet,
John Holt,
Agitation Free,
Sarah Menescal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
a-ha,
Colin Newman,
X-102,
Subhumans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Excepter,
Shuggie Otis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sällskapet,
AZ,
The Vogues,
Harry Pussy,
Qualms,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Con Funk Shun,
Ludus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Freddie Wadling,
The Litter,
The Moody Blues,
Youth Brigade,
Groovy Waters,
Graham Central Station,
DJ Style,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.