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 Zambia and from Hong Kong.
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 Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nas to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Ossler,
Fluxion,
Shoche,
Scan 7,
Excepter,
Kaleidoscope,
Cabaret Voltaire,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Yaz,
Davy DMX,
the Soft Cell,
John Foxx,
Crispian St. Peters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Half Japanese,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
Babytalk,
Sound Behaviour,
Scion,
Gerry Rafferty,
Deadbeat,
Judy Mowatt,
Wally Richardson,
Fear,
Jerry's Kids,
Tears for Fears,
Buzzcocks,
Danielle Patucci,
Jimmy McGriff,
Intrusion,
Piero Umiliani,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aaron Thompson,
Faust,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gang of Four,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Techniques,
KRS-One,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Boz Scaggs,
Stetsasonic,
Stereo Dub,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Vladislav Delay,
The Velvet Underground,
LL Cool J,
Mad Mike,
Cameo,
Nation of Ulysses,
One Last Wish,
Radiohead,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Fraelich,
Essential Logic,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.