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 Philippines and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Aloha Tigers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Mandrill,
Unwound,
Flash Fearless,
Index,
Grauzone,
Soulsonic Force,
ABC,
Ultra Naté,
John Lydon,
Theoretical Girls,
K-Klass,
Popol Vuh,
Kenny Larkin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ken Boothe,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Zeros,
Oblivians,
Crispy Ambulance,
Robert Görl,
John Cale,
The Mummies,
Kaleidoscope,
Rapeman,
Alton Ellis,
Eddi Front,
The Motions,
Crooked Eye,
Rufus Thomas,
Anthony Braxton,
The Residents,
Faraquet,
Scratch Acid,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Excepter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cecil Taylor,
Pussy Galore,
Todd Rundgren,
Bauhaus,
June of 44,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rosa Yemen,
Girls At Our Best!,
Maurizio,
China Crisis,
Youth Brigade,
Nico,
Fela Kuti,
The Beau Brummels,
Darondo,
Joey Negro,
Al Stewart,
Scrapy,
Jacques Brel,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy Collins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Josef K,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.