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 Guatemala and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eve St. Jones to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Womack,
Avey Tare,
Ornette Coleman,
The Beau Brummels,
Joey Negro,
Archie Shepp,
Oblivians,
Eve St. Jones,
Bill Near,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rites of Spring,
Franke,
Sight & Sound,
Babytalk,
Piero Umiliani,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eric Copeland,
Cecil Taylor,
Neil Young,
cv313,
Nirvana,
Inner City,
Tears for Fears,
The Trojans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marine Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Danielle Patucci,
Sun City Girls,
Scan 7,
EPMD,
David McCallum,
Don Cherry,
Soft Cell,
Agent Orange,
AZ,
Slave,
Mo-Dettes,
Alton Ellis,
Masters at Work,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Angry Samoans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ludus,
Joe Finger,
Lee Hazlewood,
Reuben Wilson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marvin Gaye,
Agitation Free,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Pretty Things,
The Barracudas,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.