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 Chile and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Crispy Ambulance to the grunge 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Skatalites,
Joy Division,
Smog,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chris Corsano,
The Mojo Men,
The Golliwogs,
Stiv Bators,
The Motions,
The Vogues,
Maleditus Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
Stetsasonic,
Godley & Creme,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fire Engines,
Sound Behaviour,
Kas Product,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Birthday Party,
The Slits,
Schoolly D,
The Fuzztones,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pulsallama,
Theoretical Girls,
Arab on Radar,
Cluster,
Soft Machine,
The Sound,
Quando Quango,
Von Mondo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Invisible,
Neil Young,
The Monochrome Set,
Michelle Simonal,
the Sonics,
The Grass Roots,
Q and Not U,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Blancmange,
Monks,
Johnny Clarke,
Public Image Ltd.,
Duran Duran,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thee Headcoats,
The Remains,
Connie Case,
Shoche,
DNA,
Bronski Beat,
The New Christs,
The Litter,
Gichy Dan,
Technova,
Freddie Wadling,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.