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 Malaysia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Robert Palmer 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 Dennis Brown to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Royal Trux,
Pulsallama,
Basic Channel,
Warsaw,
Severed Heads,
the Swans,
Heaven 17,
Aswad,
The Fuzztones,
Smog,
Freddie Wadling,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Stereo Dub,
Soft Machine,
Goldenarms,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Section 25,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
MDC,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stiv Bators,
Patti Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bluetip,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Blossom Toes,
Minor Threat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rotary Connection,
JFA,
The Music Machine,
Inner City,
Crooked Eye,
Skarface,
Rakim,
The Vogues,
Average White Band,
John Holt,
Mark Hollis,
Procol Harum,
Lungfish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Wyatt,
Godley & Creme,
Hardrive,
The Fugs,
Youth Brigade,
The Martian,
Davy DMX,
Maurizio,
The Beau Brummels,
Sandy B,
Hot Snakes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Hoover,
Cecil Taylor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.