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 Turkey and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Lou Reed 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 Black Moon to the techno 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kenny Larkin,
Siglo XX,
Crash Course in Science,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scrapy,
The Pretty Things,
John Lydon,
Eve St. Jones,
Loose Ends,
Little Man,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alison Limerick,
Rod Modell,
Radio Birdman,
The Fall,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Gap Band,
Hardrive,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tomorrow,
Newcleus,
Thompson Twins,
Harry Pussy,
Ice-T,
Tres Demented,
Brothers Johnson,
Whodini,
X-102,
DJ Style,
Inner City,
Steve Hackett,
Fear,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Silicon Teens,
The New Christs,
The Buckinghams,
The Fire Engines,
The Wake,
The Cramps,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wasted Youth,
the Association,
Swell Maps,
Sixth Finger,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Pus,
Crispian St. Peters,
K-Klass,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amon Düül II,
Maurizio,
Agent Orange,
John Foxx,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.