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 Thailand and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fortunes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rotary Connection,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lyres,
Todd Rundgren,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mandrill,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
KRS-One,
Ronnie Foster,
Shuggie Otis,
Basic Channel,
AZ,
Maurizio,
Chrome,
Cybotron,
Sarah Menescal,
Soul II Soul,
Agent Orange,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joe Smooth,
D'Angelo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nick Fraelich,
Kayak,
Tropical Tobacco,
Deadbeat,
Soft Machine,
Interpol,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Goldenarms,
Heaven 17,
John Cale,
The Victims,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Holt,
Aswad,
Lungfish,
Terry Callier,
Graham Central Station,
Aaron Thompson,
the Human League,
The Litter,
Q65,
Oblivians,
Echospace,
The Smoke,
Mr. Review,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Smog,
ABBA,
The Martian,
Black Pus,
Soft Cell,
Funky Four + One,
Blossom Toes,
MC5,
Piero Umiliani,
the Normal,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.