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 Senegal and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 London and Milan.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lower 48 to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Curtis Mayfield,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Easy Going,
the Normal,
Pulsallama,
Aswad,
Wire,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Shuggie Otis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wolf Eyes,
Saccharine Trust,
Fat Boys,
Pierre Henry,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jacob Miller,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Swans,
The Velvet Underground,
Terry Callier,
The Knickerbockers,
Todd Rundgren,
Marmalade,
Index,
Andrew Hill,
Swell Maps,
MC5,
Animal Collective,
The Grass Roots,
AZ,
The Wake,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soul Sonic Force,
Heaven 17,
The Sonics,
Hot Snakes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
World's Most,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moss Icon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Kinks,
Isaac Hayes,
The Blackbyrds,
John Cale,
The Residents,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Sound,
One Last Wish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wally Richardson,
Ornette Coleman,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Count Five,
Sällskapet,
Sound Behaviour,
Hardrive,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.