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 Rwanda and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Junior Murvin to the techno 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Man Parrish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Fania All-Stars,
Q and Not U,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sonny Sharrock,
Malaria!,
The Martian,
Tim Buckley,
Soul II Soul,
Pulsallama,
Camberwell Now,
Matthew Halsall,
A Certain Ratio,
Johnny Clarke,
Dual Sessions,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jacques Brel,
Agent Orange,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DJ Style,
Black Moon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pere Ubu,
Rod Modell,
Avey Tare,
The Cure,
The Happenings,
The Red Krayola,
Eli Mardock,
Jesper Dahlback,
Glenn Branca,
Roxy Music,
R.M.O.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Schoolly D,
Harry Pussy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ultravox,
8 Eyed Spy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Techniques,
Crooked Eye,
New Order,
The Fortunes,
Amazonics,
Moss Icon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Blancmange,
the Normal,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Half Japanese,
Angry Samoans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Guru Guru,
John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Human League,
Boredoms,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.