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 Ecuador and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Das Ding to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Avey Tare,
Joey Negro,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Faraquet,
Newcleus,
The Slackers,
Interpol,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Neil Young,
Ornette Coleman,
The Walker Brothers,
Aural Exciters,
Siglo XX,
Main Source,
Underground Resistance,
The Last Poets,
The Velvet Underground,
Y Pants,
Bush Tetras,
The Trojans,
Fatback Band,
Icehouse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Motions,
Donald Byrd,
Black Pus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ice-T,
In Retrospect,
Marmalade,
Lou Reed,
Deadbeat,
The Residents,
Yazoo,
Fela Kuti,
Sight & Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maurizio,
Blossom Toes,
Harry Pussy,
Drexciya,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
B.T. Express,
Mr. Review,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fall,
Pussy Galore,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Smoke,
Oblivians,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Moby Grape,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sonny Sharrock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Janne Schatter,
James White and The Blacks,
Monolake,
Crispian St. Peters,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.