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 Mongolia and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Black Pus to the dance 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Rufus Thomas,
Fear,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
T. Rex,
The Raincoats,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ice-T,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Suicide,
The Red Krayola,
Nick Fraelich,
Pere Ubu,
Oneida,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minnie Riperton,
Skaos,
Janne Schatter,
Ultra Naté,
U.S. Maple,
Joey Negro,
Flamin' Groovies,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cal Tjader,
The Gun Club,
Pylon,
Josef K,
Todd Rundgren,
John Lydon,
Wally Richardson,
Ludus,
Shuggie Otis,
Brand Nubian,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Flipper,
Amon Düül,
Aloha Tigers,
Goldenarms,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Duran Duran,
LL Cool J,
Harmonia,
Joe Finger,
The Offenders,
Brick,
The Leaves,
DJ Sneak,
Thee Headcoats,
Dual Sessions,
Nas,
Warsaw,
Kas Product,
Rites of Spring,
Bad Manners,
Kenny Larkin,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.