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 Mauritius and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Lou Reed 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 Sugar Minott 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Chris & Cosey,
Bill Wells,
Yaz,
The Evens,
Bill Near,
Skaos,
Parry Music,
Grauzone,
Robert Wyatt,
Eric Dolphy,
Siglo XX,
Junior Murvin,
Metal Thangz,
Smog,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Colin Newman,
The Techniques,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fad Gadget,
Quantec,
Ornette Coleman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Fraelich,
Groovy Waters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobby Sherman,
The Doors,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alton Ellis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Prince Buster,
The Mojo Men,
Kevin Saunderson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Japan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cal Tjader,
MDC,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Selecter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eurythmics,
DJ Style,
Das Ding,
The Litter,
Marmalade,
The Raincoats,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Saints,
The Busters,
E-Dancer,
The Martian,
Oneida,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Minutemen,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.