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 Sweden and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Can to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Nick Fraelich,
Althea and Donna,
Ituana,
Lou Reed,
Skriet,
Sun City Girls,
Funkadelic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Hood,
Piero Umiliani,
Lalann,
Deakin,
Amazonics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sparks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Brothers Johnson,
Youth Brigade,
Cheater Slicks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
KRS-One,
Kas Product,
Jesper Dahlback,
Desert Stars,
The Leaves,
Aswad,
Joyce Sims,
The Techniques,
The Music Machine,
The Golliwogs,
The Human League,
The Cure,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gang of Four,
The Offenders,
Rhythm & Sound,
LL Cool J,
the Germs,
the Swans,
Radio Birdman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
La Düsseldorf,
Ponytail,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Anthony Braxton,
Derrick Morgan,
Bluetip,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Busters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Gap Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.