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 Pakistan and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro 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 Sister Nancy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Chris Corsano,
Underground Resistance,
David Axelrod,
The Angels of Light,
Danielle Patucci,
Blancmange,
Bobby Sherman,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Young Rascals,
Bluetip,
Joensuu 1685,
John Lydon,
Toni Rubio,
Drexciya,
Delta 5,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
China Crisis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cramps,
The Selecter,
Vladislav Delay,
Swans,
Khruangbin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
David McCallum,
Grandmaster Flash,
Faraquet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cheater Slicks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-101,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Section 25,
World's Most,
Panda Bear,
Franke,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Index,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gastr Del Sol,
Funky Four + One,
Spandau Ballet,
The Golliwogs,
Hoover,
Alice Coltrane,
Sun Ra,
Mars,
The Smiths,
Essential Logic,
Ituana,
UT,
Blossom Toes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grauzone,
Idris Muhammad,
Piero Umiliani,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.