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 Finland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Move,
Dennis Brown,
Das Ding,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Godley & Creme,
The Saints,
Jesper Dahlback,
Buzzcocks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Radiohead,
The Zeros,
Fat Boys,
The Gories,
Japan,
Bluetip,
Con Funk Shun,
Roy Ayers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Andrew Hill,
Bob Dylan,
Depeche Mode,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mark Hollis,
Arcadia,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ice-T,
Michelle Simonal,
Harmonia,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rakim,
Leonard Cohen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alice Coltrane,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ronan,
Fluxion,
The Vogues,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Aswad,
Joe Finger,
Freddie Wadling,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scrapy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bang On A Can,
Von Mondo,
The Modern Lovers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Letta Mbulu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sällskapet,
FM Einheit,
Tommy Roe,
The Durutti Column,
Scott Walker,
L. Decosne,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.