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 Armenia 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Mummies to the rock 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
B.T. Express,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
a-ha,
The Barracudas,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Durutti Column,
The Last Poets,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Birthday Party,
Aloha Tigers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New York Dolls,
Tim Buckley,
Bush Tetras,
Supertramp,
Thompson Twins,
The Music Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
Avey Tare,
Barry Ungar,
One Last Wish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Blackbyrds,
Nils Olav,
Erykah Badu,
Sister Nancy,
The Zeros,
Eddi Front,
Ponytail,
Ten City,
Marcia Griffiths,
Maleditus Sound,
Steve Hackett,
Groovy Waters,
The Dirtbombs,
Rufus Thomas,
Joyce Sims,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sugar Minott,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lungfish,
Porter Ricks,
The Knickerbockers,
Isaac Hayes,
Dual Sessions,
David McCallum,
Wally Richardson,
Depeche Mode,
The Associates,
Ken Boothe,
Interpol,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Seeds,
D'Angelo,
the Swans,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.