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 China and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Delta 5 to the funk 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Ice-T,
Juan Atkins,
The Barracudas,
Bobby Byrd,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tubeway Army,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Searchers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jerry's Kids,
Brass Construction,
The Mummies,
Joe Smooth,
Roxy Music,
Suicide,
Trumans Water,
Drive Like Jehu,
10cc,
Harmonia,
Archie Shepp,
Glenn Branca,
Robert Görl,
Stiv Bators,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Traffic Nightmare,
Echospace,
The Slits,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Niagra,
Bush Tetras,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
ABBA,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joe Finger,
Dorothy Ashby,
David Axelrod,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Raincoats,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marshall Jefferson,
Q65,
Janne Schatter,
Zero Boys,
Talk Talk,
CMW,
Grey Daturas,
Babytalk,
New York Dolls,
Yellowson,
The Knickerbockers,
ABC,
Technova,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Pus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Theoretical Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.