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 Israel and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe 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 These Immortal Souls 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Groovy Waters,
Youth Brigade,
EPMD,
The Doors,
The New Christs,
Delta 5,
Second Layer,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joensuu 1685,
Kas Product,
Sällskapet,
Matthew Bourne,
Circle Jerks,
X-Ray Spex,
Robert Wyatt,
The Knickerbockers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Buzzcocks,
The Move,
Niagra,
Mars,
Danielle Patucci,
Sun Ra,
Quadrant,
Easy Going,
The Music Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
Pere Ubu,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gang of Four,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Negative Approach,
Drexciya,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Susan Cadogan,
Au Pairs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Excepter,
the Germs,
The Zeros,
Ken Boothe,
Duran Duran,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Dirtbombs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minny Pops,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nico,
Talk Talk,
Black Pus,
Pantaleimon,
Tom Boy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Blossom Toes,
Slick Rick,
Ponytail,
Morten Harket,
Half Japanese,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.