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 Montenegro and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 MDC to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Minor Threat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Yellowson,
Pole,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gong,
Tubeway Army,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Standells,
Crispian St. Peters,
The American Breed,
Ultra Naté,
Agitation Free,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobby Byrd,
Idris Muhammad,
Pierre Henry,
Swans,
Radiohead,
Intrusion,
the Sonics,
Bobby Sherman,
Stiv Bators,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
Mo-Dettes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camouflage,
Quantec,
Bauhaus,
Goldenarms,
China Crisis,
The Gories,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric Dolphy,
The Raincoats,
Animal Collective,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dennis Brown,
Basic Channel,
K-Klass,
Swell Maps,
Ultimate Spinach,
Little Man,
The Wake,
Youth Brigade,
Minutemen,
Gabor Szabo,
Scan 7,
Darondo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bill Wells,
Soulsonic Force,
The Cowsills,
The Young Rascals,
the Germs,
The Doobie Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
Radio Birdman,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.