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 Portugal and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pylon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Guru Guru,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bauhaus,
Little Man,
Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Skarface,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Severed Heads,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Count Five,
Yusef Lateef,
Leonard Cohen,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rapeman,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed,
Loose Ends,
The Searchers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Oblivians,
Agitation Free,
Joey Negro,
Hoover,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Amazonics,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pierre Henry,
Glenn Branca,
Ronan,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Dead C,
Gastr Del Sol,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Avey Tare,
Colin Newman,
E-Dancer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
In Retrospect,
the Bar-Kays,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joensuu 1685,
The Barracudas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
kango's stein massive,
Simply Red,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blancmange,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rhythm & Sound,
Stetsasonic,
X-Ray Spex,
Lower 48,
The Vogues,
Throbbing Gristle,
Girls At Our Best!,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.