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 Albania and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 güiro 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 Swell Maps to the disco 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Christie,
KRS-One,
Darondo,
David Axelrod,
The Golliwogs,
Chrome,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sister Nancy,
Brand Nubian,
Index,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Angels of Light,
Wings,
Tommy Roe,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marine Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Yellowson,
Ludus,
Max Romeo,
Half Japanese,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Isaac Hayes,
Qualms,
The Mighty Diamonds,
EPMD,
Fear,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Wake,
Sun City Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Eric Dolphy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Girls At Our Best!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lungfish,
Eve St. Jones,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eden Ahbez,
Thompson Twins,
Amon Düül II,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nirvana,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hashim,
Jimmy McGriff,
Terry Callier,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fat Boys,
Interpol,
Monks,
the Slits,
Japan,
Colin Newman,
Pagans,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.