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 Madrid.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kas Product 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Crime,
AZ,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nas,
FM Einheit,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Circle Jerks,
Hashim,
DNA,
Subhumans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The J.B.'s,
Buzzcocks,
ABC,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang Starr,
Pole,
Royal Trux,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rufus Thomas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Q65,
Symarip,
The Angels of Light,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Minor Threat,
Pantaleimon,
Gong,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric Dolphy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang Gang Dance,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ohio Players,
Supertramp,
DJ Style,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Gladiators,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rekid,
Tears for Fears,
Youth Brigade,
Bauhaus,
Henry Cow,
Fatback Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Sixth Finger,
MC5,
Brass Construction,
Cybotron,
Angry Samoans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Victims,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Guru Guru,
Arthur Verocai,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.