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 Libya and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Con Funk Shun to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Crispian St. Peters,
Q and Not U,
Suburban Knight,
Wally Richardson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Sherman,
The Walker Brothers,
ABBA,
Lucky Dragons,
Hasil Adkins,
Rotary Connection,
10cc,
Deakin,
Hardrive,
Little Man,
Chris Corsano,
Wings,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Alarm Clocks,
One Last Wish,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DJ Sneak,
Jacob Miller,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fad Gadget,
Michelle Simonal,
The Young Rascals,
Mission of Burma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minnie Riperton,
Marmalade,
The Doobie Brothers,
Smog,
Rufus Thomas,
Rapeman,
The Residents,
Stiv Bators,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sarah Menescal,
Angry Samoans,
Monks,
Cymande,
The Wake,
Dead Boys,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun City Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
The Pop Group,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lakeside,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Womack,
Kerrie Biddell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Axelrod,
Pierre Henry,
John Holt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.