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 Ukraine and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Offenders to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lyres,
The Golliwogs,
Quadrant,
Tears for Fears,
Mission of Burma,
Whodini,
Electric Prunes,
Black Pus,
The Selecter,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jawbox,
Lalann,
Zero Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terry Callier,
Black Flag,
Funky Four + One,
Amazonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glenn Branca,
Banda Bassotti,
The Martian,
Freddie Wadling,
Joy Division,
Marvin Gaye,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Michelle Simonal,
ABC,
Model 500,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Slits,
The Count Five,
Panda Bear,
Lee Hazlewood,
Janne Schatter,
Chris & Cosey,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Icehouse,
Anthony Braxton,
Bad Manners,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hasil Adkins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Monolake,
Yusef Lateef,
World's Most,
Peter & Gordon,
Q and Not U,
John Holt,
Dorothy Ashby,
Anakelly,
Roy Ayers,
Underground Resistance,
Bootsy Collins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Cowsills,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.