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 Honduras and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Jerry's Kids to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
10cc,
Stereo Dub,
Letta Mbulu,
Rakim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
These Immortal Souls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Monks,
Gang of Four,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oblivians,
Supertramp,
Black Pus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Stetsasonic,
Andrew Hill,
Matthew Bourne,
Underground Resistance,
Monolake,
Rufus Thomas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Groovy Waters,
U.S. Maple,
Wings,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Guru Guru,
Skaos,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Invisible,
Max Romeo,
F. McDonald,
48th St. Collective,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Bar-Kays,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Womack,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roger Hodgson,
Radio Birdman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fluxion,
Black Moon,
Japan,
Ultravox,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sugar Minott,
Jerry Gold Smith,
X-101,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Skriet,
Duran Duran,
Jeff Mills,
Vladislav Delay,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Qualms,
The Moody Blues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bill Near,
Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.