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 Oman and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the jazz 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Absolute Body Control,
The New Christs,
Blancmange,
Sight & Sound,
Vainqueur,
The Gladiators,
Drexciya,
Jerry's Kids,
Cymande,
The Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Donny Hathaway,
Cheater Slicks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joy Division,
Nico,
Bad Manners,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gong,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
Parry Music,
Byron Stingily,
Lyres,
Kaleidoscope,
Aural Exciters,
Zapp,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cluster,
Slick Rick,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cybotron,
Young Marble Giants,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sandy B,
Deakin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Procol Harum,
Simply Red,
Dark Day,
Sällskapet,
The Busters,
Blake Baxter,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fortunes,
Ossler,
Vladislav Delay,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Clarke,
The Star Department,
Chris & Cosey,
Television Personalities,
DJ Style,
The Grass Roots,
Don Cherry,
Toni Rubio,
Qualms,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.