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 Haiti 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the grime 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The American Breed,
Liliput,
Kenny Larkin,
Lightning Bolt,
Panda Bear,
Hot Snakes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Barrington Levy,
Marvin Gaye,
cv313,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Altered Images,
The Motions,
Shuggie Otis,
Ronnie Foster,
The Count Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
Faraquet,
The New Christs,
Nik Kershaw,
Chris Corsano,
The United States of America,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Visage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Basic Channel,
Leonard Cohen,
Derrick Morgan,
Gang of Four,
Grauzone,
Average White Band,
Amon Düül II,
Danielle Patucci,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fortunes,
the Association,
Tommy Roe,
The Residents,
Adolescents,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crooked Eye,
The Zeros,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aural Exciters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Livin' Joy,
New Order,
This Heat,
Supertramp,
Ohio Players,
Massinfluence,
Idris Muhammad,
The Gun Club,
Brass Construction,
Cybotron,
Iggy Pop,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.