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 Turkmenistan and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 David Axelrod to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bootsy Collins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Bananas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pole,
DJ Style,
OOIOO,
Godley & Creme,
Lungfish,
Dawn Penn,
H. Thieme,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Music Machine,
DNA,
Derrick Morgan,
Ponytail,
The Misunderstood,
The Black Dice,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül II,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Howard Jones,
Q and Not U,
Qualms,
X-Ray Spex,
Ornette Coleman,
Rotary Connection,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tears for Fears,
Lightning Bolt,
The Monks,
La Düsseldorf,
Laurel Aitken,
The New Christs,
The Fall,
The Slackers,
The Index,
Motorama,
Little Man,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tom Boy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nik Kershaw,
ABBA,
Stereo Dub,
Skriet,
Eric Dolphy,
The Red Krayola,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Neon Judgement,
Maleditus Sound,
Reagan Youth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sparks,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.