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 Nicaragua and from Stockholm.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Clear Light to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Country Teasers,
Robert Görl,
Inner City,
Second Layer,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lungfish,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Unrelated Segments,
Liliput,
Sarah Menescal,
T.S.O.L.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bill Wells,
Hot Snakes,
The Angels of Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rapeman,
Flash Fearless,
Jacob Miller,
Guru Guru,
Con Funk Shun,
Yazoo,
Main Source,
Alison Limerick,
Howard Jones,
Sparks,
Electric Prunes,
Pantytec,
Toni Rubio,
The Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lee Hazlewood,
Swell Maps,
The Raincoats,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cluster,
Magazine,
Agitation Free,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Banda Bassotti,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sam Rivers,
Iggy Pop,
ABBA,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Quando Quango,
Nirvana,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare,
Glambeats Corp.,
Massinfluence,
Donny Hathaway,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.