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 Botswana and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Bronski Beat,
The Birthday Party,
Michelle Simonal,
Country Teasers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Modern Lovers,
Icehouse,
Model 500,
Quando Quango,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pierre Henry,
The Standells,
Sun City Girls,
The Electric Prunes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Warsaw,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Visage,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Blossom Toes,
Monks,
AZ,
The Blues Magoos,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Oneida,
Bobby Womack,
Masters at Work,
Donald Byrd,
The Moody Blues,
Idris Muhammad,
10cc,
Minnie Riperton,
The Barracudas,
Quantec,
The Cowsills,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ludus,
R.M.O.,
Moss Icon,
Livin' Joy,
Freddie Wadling,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Foxx,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
B.T. Express,
Suicide,
Los Fastidios,
Camberwell Now,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lower 48,
The Music Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.