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 Uruguay and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Andrew Hill to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Sun Ra,
Prince Buster,
Jacques Brel,
The Wake,
The Fuzztones,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Urselle,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terry Callier,
Swell Maps,
Glambeats Corp.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Suicide,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Popol Vuh,
Can,
Pagans,
Joensuu 1685,
Yusef Lateef,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
KRS-One,
Reuben Wilson,
Agent Orange,
Max Romeo,
Sarah Menescal,
The Vogues,
Magma,
Scan 7,
Tommy Roe,
Sex Pistols,
The Residents,
Theoretical Girls,
Stereo Dub,
Lucky Dragons,
Q65,
Flipper,
Minor Threat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flash Fearless,
Lakeside,
Erasure,
The Cowsills,
The Searchers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soft Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Yaz,
A Certain Ratio,
U.S. Maple,
Bronski Beat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Human League,
Silicon Teens,
Duran Duran,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.