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 Cameroon and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bob Dylan to the jazz 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Eric Dolphy,
Wally Richardson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ronnie Foster,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Easy Going,
Mo-Dettes,
Talk Talk,
John Coltrane,
Davy DMX,
Sparks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ultra Naté,
Ultravox,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronan,
James White and The Blacks,
Erykah Badu,
The Smiths,
Dawn Penn,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fatback Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Graham Central Station,
the Swans,
kango's stein massive,
Harmonia,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bronski Beat,
Lakeside,
Bobby Byrd,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Knickerbockers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Khruangbin,
The Toasters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wire,
Joyce Sims,
Royal Trux,
10cc,
Television Personalities,
Spandau Ballet,
Unrelated Segments,
Dual Sessions,
Boz Scaggs,
Panda Bear,
Jesper Dahlback,
Accadde A,
Johnny Clarke,
Wasted Youth,
Arcadia,
Fad Gadget,
Gil Scott Heron,
JFA,
The Raincoats,
Rapeman,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.