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 Lithuania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Groovy Waters,
Harmonia,
Marc Almond,
Circle Jerks,
Lower 48,
Deadbeat,
Flipper,
The Evens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Malaria!,
Livin' Joy,
Babytalk,
Suicide,
The Fall,
Alice Coltrane,
Kurtis Blow,
Quando Quango,
Drexciya,
Pantytec,
Junior Murvin,
T. Rex,
The Young Rascals,
Matthew Bourne,
Danielle Patucci,
kango's stein massive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
David Bowie,
Bauhaus,
Shoche,
Scrapy,
Soft Machine,
D'Angelo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kevin Saunderson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
La Düsseldorf,
Neu!,
Radiohead,
Maleditus Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Görl,
Con Funk Shun,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Black Dice,
Aaron Thompson,
Half Japanese,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minutemen,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
CMW,
Mars,
EPMD,
The Mummies,
Inner City,
The Searchers,
The Kinks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Surgeon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hashim,
Sonny Sharrock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.