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 Paraguay and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Make Up to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Colin Newman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gun Club,
Prince Buster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nik Kershaw,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Pretty Things,
Essential Logic,
The Smoke,
the Human League,
Yaz,
John Coltrane,
Reuben Wilson,
a-ha,
Pylon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stetsasonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Circle Jerks,
PIL,
Bad Manners,
X-101,
The Black Dice,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Carl Craig,
Niagra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultra Naté,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fugs,
Animal Collective,
The Fuzztones,
Mo-Dettes,
Pantaleimon,
Pierre Henry,
Pere Ubu,
Public Enemy,
The Divine Comedy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jeff Mills,
Moebius,
The Golliwogs,
Metal Thangz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cowsills,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Doors,
Icehouse,
Judy Mowatt,
Godley & Creme,
Vladislav Delay,
Freddie Wadling,
Symarip,
Gil Scott Heron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ronan,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.