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 Andorra and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mexico City.
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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Moleskins 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 Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters 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?
Colin Newman,
The Dirtbombs,
Scrapy,
Blossom Toes,
Amazonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mars,
Al Stewart,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scan 7,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Section 25,
Dennis Brown,
the Sonics,
Fela Kuti,
The Motions,
Minor Threat,
Crime,
The Techniques,
Terry Callier,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Happenings,
In Retrospect,
The Detroit Cobras,
Moebius,
Stereo Dub,
Arcadia,
Flash Fearless,
Don Cherry,
Jandek,
Joy Division,
Skarface,
The Seeds,
The Evens,
Essential Logic,
Maurizio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eli Mardock,
Cymande,
Urselle,
Japan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Audionom,
Peter and Kerry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ohio Players,
Au Pairs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television Personalities,
T.S.O.L.,
Y Pants,
Davy DMX,
H. Thieme,
New Age Steppers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.