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 Honduras and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Girls At Our Best! to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Y Pants,
Lakeside,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scientists,
John Coltrane,
Pulsallama,
Altered Images,
Severed Heads,
Colin Newman,
Lalann,
The Blackbyrds,
Kerri Chandler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Laurel Aitken,
Second Layer,
The Fortunes,
Leonard Cohen,
Nirvana,
Pylon,
Ossler,
L. Decosne,
Alice Coltrane,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nik Kershaw,
Mandrill,
The Red Krayola,
JFA,
Main Source,
Jesper Dahlback,
Johnny Osbourne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Germs,
Radiohead,
Monolake,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fela Kuti,
Al Stewart,
Intrusion,
the Slits,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Basic Channel,
Essential Logic,
OOIOO,
Ten City,
Alton Ellis,
X-101,
kango's stein massive,
Cymande,
Oneida,
Josef K,
Unwound,
Can,
The Toasters,
Byron Stingily,
Bang On A Can,
The Pretty Things,
Todd Terry,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.