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 Bolivia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet 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 Fela Kuti to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
The Modern Lovers,
New Age Steppers,
Blancmange,
Smog,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fortunes,
Amazonics,
The Standells,
Popol Vuh,
Lower 48,
OOIOO,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Altered Images,
Ornette Coleman,
Blossom Toes,
Zapp,
Stereo Dub,
The Young Rascals,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Porter Ricks,
Icehouse,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wire,
Television Personalities,
Tres Demented,
Anthony Braxton,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Agitation Free,
Bizarre Inc.,
ABBA,
Pantaleimon,
Gang of Four,
The Stooges,
John Holt,
The Toasters,
Average White Band,
The Pop Group,
Kenny Larkin,
Jandek,
the Human League,
Kurtis Blow,
Cheater Slicks,
Boredoms,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Slick Rick,
T. Rex,
Nirvana,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nils Olav,
Faraquet,
Slave,
Arthur Verocai,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Japan,
Pantytec,
Nik Kershaw,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.