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 Malaysia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Sex Pistols to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Litter,
Yazoo,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Leaves,
Aloha Tigers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
H. Thieme,
Isaac Hayes,
The Buckinghams,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crime,
Soft Machine,
Laurel Aitken,
Bob Dylan,
Davy DMX,
Grey Daturas,
Rakim,
Boz Scaggs,
Pere Ubu,
Soul II Soul,
K-Klass,
The Selecter,
Erykah Badu,
Siglo XX,
Cybotron,
The Five Americans,
Eden Ahbez,
JFA,
the Human League,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed,
Make Up,
Jeff Mills,
Archie Shepp,
The Real Kids,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Lynne,
Surgeon,
Shuggie Otis,
Flipper,
the Association,
Bauhaus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wire,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nirvana,
D'Angelo,
DNA,
The Stooges,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Pus,
Sixth Finger,
Absolute Body Control,
Colin Newman,
The Beau Brummels,
Lungfish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.