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 United Kingdom and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Tommy Roe to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Urselle,
Bobby Byrd,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Blossom Toes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Oblivians,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eurythmics,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lalann,
Boz Scaggs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Masters at Work,
The Move,
Tommy Roe,
The Last Poets,
Visage,
Janne Schatter,
Angry Samoans,
Susan Cadogan,
Fatback Band,
Joyce Sims,
Cybotron,
Leonard Cohen,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Five Americans,
The New Christs,
Pagans,
Trumans Water,
Surgeon,
Bang On A Can,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sugar Minott,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Delta 5,
The Slackers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eric Dolphy,
Zapp,
Infiniti,
Pantaleimon,
Danielle Patucci,
Scientists,
Tomorrow,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-101,
CMW,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brand Nubian,
Royal Trux,
Hasil Adkins,
Circle Jerks,
Man Parrish,
Drive Like Jehu,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Saints,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.