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 Sweden and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare 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 Technova to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Essential Logic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lyres,
Jandek,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Starr,
The Slits,
Animal Collective,
A Certain Ratio,
Delta 5,
Technova,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Radiohead,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rites of Spring,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Searchers,
The Pretty Things,
Fela Kuti,
Intrusion,
Dark Day,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Zeros,
Marine Girls,
Altered Images,
Mark Hollis,
Max Romeo,
Nico,
Silicon Teens,
Wolf Eyes,
Niagra,
Lindisfarne,
Monks,
Tres Demented,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marmalade,
The Kinks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Thompson Twins,
Sex Pistols,
MC5,
DJ Sneak,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gil Scott Heron,
In Retrospect,
Interpol,
The Walker Brothers,
Nas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Shadows of Knight,
Second Layer,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Glenn Branca,
Ohio Players,
Pere Ubu,
Nik Kershaw,
Severed Heads,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber 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.