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 Afghanistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Motorama to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
The Evens,
kango's stein massive,
Crooked Eye,
Aural Exciters,
Sam Rivers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Blancmange,
Black Moon,
Matthew Halsall,
The Tremeloes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ralphi Rosario,
Beasts of Bourbon,
cv313,
48th St. Collective,
Outsiders,
Half Japanese,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lakeside,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Banda Bassotti,
Alice Coltrane,
JFA,
Joey Negro,
Ronan,
Minor Threat,
Josef K,
The Fortunes,
Television,
Unwound,
the Swans,
World's Most,
James White and The Blacks,
Kayak,
Metal Thangz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barbara Tucker,
Terry Callier,
Reuben Wilson,
Joe Smooth,
Heaven 17,
Malaria!,
Hardrive,
Inner City,
Roy Ayers,
Mo-Dettes,
Agitation Free,
Livin' Joy,
Henry Cow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fugs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Maleditus Sound,
Sandy B,
Pantytec,
Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.