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 Russia and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the electroclash 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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marmalade,
Pierre Henry,
Aloha Tigers,
Thee Headcoats,
Masters at Work,
The Modern Lovers,
The Fire Engines,
Drexciya,
Wings,
Electric Prunes,
Echospace,
Little Man,
Curtis Mayfield,
David McCallum,
Absolute Body Control,
Jeff Lynne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Moss Icon,
Wally Richardson,
Howard Jones,
Sonic Youth,
Barry Ungar,
Khruangbin,
the Normal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vainqueur,
Faraquet,
Subhumans,
The Monks,
JFA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Guru Guru,
These Immortal Souls,
Reagan Youth,
ABBA,
Smog,
Lungfish,
Index,
In Retrospect,
The Smoke,
Circle Jerks,
Underground Resistance,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Human League,
The New Christs,
Interpol,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
June of 44,
Mantronix,
Mary Jane Girls,
L. Decosne,
Stereo Dub,
Lalann,
Bush Tetras,
Porter Ricks,
The Red Krayola,
Alice Coltrane,
Warsaw,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Andrew Hill,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.