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 Saudi Arabia and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Victims to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Stereo Dub,
The Gun Club,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thompson Twins,
John Lydon,
Eurythmics,
Essential Logic,
Blake Baxter,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cowsills,
Niagra,
Bluetip,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter & Gordon,
Glenn Branca,
the Sonics,
Todd Terry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Funkadelic,
Swans,
Unwound,
The Martian,
Thee Headcoats,
the Soft Cell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roxy Music,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Darondo,
Stetsasonic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Electric Prunes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brass Construction,
Boredoms,
Nas,
Con Funk Shun,
Yusef Lateef,
Gastr Del Sol,
Panda Bear,
The Gap Band,
Matthew Halsall,
cv313,
Guru Guru,
The Last Poets,
Aloha Tigers,
Tomorrow,
Pussy Galore,
Outsiders,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Terry Callier,
Gichy Dan,
the Slits,
Silicon Teens,
Neil Young,
New Age Steppers,
The Moleskins,
Lou Reed,
David Bowie,
D'Angelo,
Alton Ellis,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.