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 Luxembourg and from Portland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Dawn Penn to the crunk 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
One Last Wish,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hashim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cowsills,
In Retrospect,
Derrick Morgan,
The Seeds,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Selecter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nirvana,
Depeche Mode,
The United States of America,
Black Bananas,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Coltrane,
The Leaves,
A Certain Ratio,
Roxy Music,
Don Cherry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
Susan Cadogan,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultra Naté,
Judy Mowatt,
Rosa Yemen,
Bob Dylan,
Sugar Minott,
Monolake,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultimate Spinach,
Television Personalities,
Chris Corsano,
FM Einheit,
K-Klass,
the Germs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Echospace,
Byron Stingily,
Lindisfarne,
Sonic Youth,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Gap Band,
Neil Young,
The Blackbyrds,
Trumans Water,
Lucky Dragons,
Sun City Girls,
The Wake,
Circle Jerks,
The Offenders,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ornette Coleman,
The Standells,
Bad Manners,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.