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 St Lucia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rekid to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Ken Boothe,
David Axelrod,
Andrew Hill,
Bauhaus,
Echospace,
The New Christs,
Sonny Sharrock,
cv313,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swans,
Todd Terry,
Toni Rubio,
Lindisfarne,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Youth Brigade,
H. Thieme,
Dennis Brown,
Stiv Bators,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jawbox,
Ludus,
Severed Heads,
Warren Ellis,
Whodini,
Black Pus,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Saints,
the Slits,
Davy DMX,
The Beau Brummels,
Interpol,
Excepter,
Blake Baxter,
Laurel Aitken,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sister Nancy,
LL Cool J,
Guru Guru,
10cc,
Cameo,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fugs,
Tim Buckley,
Swell Maps,
Popol Vuh,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Star Department,
Basic Channel,
Delta 5,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Flag,
Pantytec,
Don Cherry,
The J.B.'s,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.