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 Somalia and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 The Velvet Underground to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bob Dylan,
The Music Machine,
Quantec,
Scan 7,
Ronnie Foster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joyce Sims,
The Cowsills,
Agitation Free,
Joy Division,
Sparks,
Dead Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marcia Griffiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Infiniti,
Guru Guru,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fortunes,
The Stooges,
The Doors,
The Modern Lovers,
Arthur Verocai,
Fear,
Kayak,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Das Ding,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rosa Yemen,
Lalann,
Crispy Ambulance,
R.M.O.,
Swell Maps,
The Seeds,
Camberwell Now,
Youth Brigade,
Harry Pussy,
Deakin,
Can,
Thompson Twins,
Reuben Wilson,
Marine Girls,
Agent Orange,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Beau Brummels,
Newcleus,
The Monochrome Set,
Cecil Taylor,
Erykah Badu,
The Star Department,
Radiohead,
Scientists,
Circle Jerks,
Hardrive,
Eurythmics,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.