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 South Africa and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pharoah Sanders to the punk 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Selecter,
X-102,
Supertramp,
The Shadows of Knight,
Juan Atkins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Starr,
The Gories,
Cameo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rosa Yemen,
La Düsseldorf,
Janne Schatter,
The Trojans,
The Index,
Drexciya,
Brass Construction,
Don Cherry,
Warsaw,
Nas,
The Star Department,
Smog,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ten City,
Section 25,
Cymande,
Scrapy,
Fluxion,
kango's stein massive,
Deepchord,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scion,
New Order,
The Sound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wire,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yellowson,
Intrusion,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Divine Comedy,
Brand Nubian,
The Black Dice,
June of 44,
The Red Krayola,
the Association,
Pantaleimon,
Rufus Thomas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Parry Music,
Pussy Galore,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Funkadelic,
Steve Hackett,
H. Thieme,
Faraquet,
Sun Ra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Gap Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.