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 Kazakhstan and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mad Mike to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Lungfish,
Delta 5,
Sight & Sound,
Minnie Riperton,
Arcadia,
Flamin' Groovies,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Pop Group,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Amon Düül II,
Slave,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
The Raincoats,
Barclay James Harvest,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Womack,
The Blues Magoos,
Robert Hood,
Dennis Brown,
The Associates,
Average White Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fela Kuti,
Alison Limerick,
Loose Ends,
Scientists,
Magazine,
Bill Wells,
Jeff Mills,
The Beau Brummels,
The Count Five,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultravox,
The Gories,
Warren Ellis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yaz,
The Searchers,
Marc Almond,
The Kinks,
Aural Exciters,
Liliput,
Joensuu 1685,
Junior Murvin,
Black Sheep,
Negative Approach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David McCallum,
Tim Buckley,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Throbbing Gristle,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bronski Beat,
The Leaves,
Crash Course in Science,
Drexciya,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Davy DMX,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.