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 Zimbabwe and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Trumans Water to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
The Tremeloes,
Popol Vuh,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gregory Isaacs,
Amon Düül II,
The Invisible,
Model 500,
Rekid,
Swans,
Excepter,
MDC,
Roxy Music,
Goldenarms,
Scratch Acid,
Warsaw,
Jawbox,
The Gories,
Cheater Slicks,
Henry Cow,
Erasure,
Siglo XX,
KRS-One,
Stetsasonic,
Oblivians,
48th St. Collective,
Crime,
Japan,
Scrapy,
Minutemen,
ABBA,
Idris Muhammad,
Tres Demented,
Los Fastidios,
The Five Americans,
The Count Five,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mandrill,
Neil Young,
The Leaves,
Flash Fearless,
The Index,
Blancmange,
Anakelly,
Stockholm Monsters,
Banda Bassotti,
Grauzone,
Desert Stars,
La Düsseldorf,
Franke,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Delta 5,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Glambeats Corp.,
Davy DMX,
Gil Scott Heron,
UT,
The Moleskins,
Soft Cell,
One Last Wish,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.