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 Angola and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 kango's stein massive to the funk 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
The Smoke,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David Axelrod,
The Slackers,
Bill Wells,
Sparks,
Tom Boy,
Unrelated Segments,
Zapp,
Roxy Music,
Dorothy Ashby,
Shoche,
MC5,
Jerry's Kids,
China Crisis,
AZ,
Ituana,
Charles Mingus,
kango's stein massive,
Colin Newman,
PIL,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Interpol,
D'Angelo,
Bobby Byrd,
Marshall Jefferson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Monks,
Jandek,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Quantec,
Brass Construction,
The Gap Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eve St. Jones,
The Moody Blues,
CMW,
The Misunderstood,
Gong,
Soft Machine,
Sonny Sharrock,
Maleditus Sound,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ronan,
Black Sheep,
The Red Krayola,
Cymande,
Minutemen,
The United States of America,
The Monks,
The Kinks,
Ultravox,
Scientists,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.