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 St Lucia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
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 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 Swans to the electroclash 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
Aaron Thompson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rod Modell,
Ultra Naté,
ABBA,
Hardrive,
the Normal,
Kaleidoscope,
Sparks,
Interpol,
The Toasters,
Donny Hathaway,
The Moleskins,
Grey Daturas,
Neu!,
Alton Ellis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Brick,
the Fania All-Stars,
Spoonie Gee,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fear,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Suicide,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Techniques,
The Modern Lovers,
Soft Cell,
Judy Mowatt,
The Invisible,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Germs,
Ornette Coleman,
Fela Kuti,
Ten City,
Don Cherry,
Faraquet,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Zeros,
Morten Harket,
Sällskapet,
Jerry's Kids,
Young Marble Giants,
Franke,
Bang On A Can,
The Motions,
The Buckinghams,
Eurythmics,
Juan Atkins,
Marine Girls,
Lalann,
X-102,
Flash Fearless,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Heaven 17,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.