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 Guatemala and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cal Tjader to the funk 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Byron Stingily,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Leaves,
Nirvana,
Marine Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
Marc Almond,
Roxette,
Joensuu 1685,
Severed Heads,
Bobby Womack,
the Germs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DJ Sneak,
Deadbeat,
The Stooges,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Albert Ayler,
The Misunderstood,
Con Funk Shun,
Nico,
D'Angelo,
The Skatalites,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Knickerbockers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Althea and Donna,
Sexual Harrassment,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
F. McDonald,
Moss Icon,
The Dirtbombs,
Vladislav Delay,
Lebanon Hanover,
Infiniti,
Sun Ra,
The Blues Magoos,
Man Eating Sloth,
Half Japanese,
Radio Birdman,
These Immortal Souls,
T. Rex,
Youth Brigade,
Porter Ricks,
Subhumans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Los Fastidios,
Nick Fraelich,
Mr. Review,
Yellowson,
L. Decosne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Red Krayola,
Niagra,
New Order,
Ituana,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.