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 Rwanda and from Stockholm.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Agitation Free to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
AZ,
Skarface,
Bronski Beat,
Ludus,
Lower 48,
Chris & Cosey,
Soft Machine,
Joy Division,
Rosa Yemen,
The Slits,
The Barracudas,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ossler,
Warsaw,
Radio Birdman,
Parry Music,
China Crisis,
Brick,
The Blackbyrds,
Archie Shepp,
Q and Not U,
PIL,
Rekid,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Iggy Pop,
Dennis Brown,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Reuben Wilson,
Roy Ayers,
Tom Boy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Laurel Aitken,
The Trojans,
Pussy Galore,
The Mojo Men,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yusef Lateef,
D'Angelo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skriet,
A Certain Ratio,
Popol Vuh,
The Fuzztones,
World's Most,
Gastr Del Sol,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eric Dolphy,
Delta 5,
Don Cherry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kerrie Biddell,
OOIOO,
Bluetip,
Jeru the Damaja,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Big Daddy Kane,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.