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 Mauritius and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Hardrive to the jazz 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Sandy B,
FM Einheit,
Glambeats Corp.,
E-Dancer,
The Blackbyrds,
Arthur Verocai,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Freddie Wadling,
The Litter,
Fluxion,
Andrew Hill,
Grey Daturas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Normal,
The Kinks,
The Monks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wally Richardson,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Harmonia,
Avey Tare,
Graham Central Station,
Magma,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Severed Heads,
John Holt,
Cybotron,
Lalann,
Sex Pistols,
Letta Mbulu,
Lucky Dragons,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eric Dolphy,
The Martian,
Juan Atkins,
Lakeside,
Half Japanese,
Ossler,
Youth Brigade,
48th St. Collective,
The Invisible,
Mark Hollis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Moon,
Vladislav Delay,
Essential Logic,
Rod Modell,
Gang of Four,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mo-Dettes,
Swans,
The Fugs,
Babytalk,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Gap Band,
CMW,
Buzzcocks,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.