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 Indonesia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Nirvana to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Bill Wells,
Sound Behaviour,
David Axelrod,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Matthew Bourne,
the Sonics,
The United States of America,
Motorama,
Chrome,
Malaria!,
Joe Smooth,
PIL,
Glambeats Corp.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Anthony Braxton,
Sun Ra,
Ossler,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Bananas,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter & Gordon,
The Raincoats,
Fatback Band,
Tom Boy,
Eurythmics,
Deadbeat,
Popol Vuh,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Womack,
Cymande,
Blake Baxter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bad Manners,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Sonics,
Brass Construction,
Archie Shepp,
Big Daddy Kane,
Morten Harket,
The Black Dice,
Dark Day,
Radiohead,
Alton Ellis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Slick Rick,
Spandau Ballet,
KRS-One,
Jeff Mills,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barbara Tucker,
Faust,
The Fall,
Jacob Miller,
The Invisible,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.