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 Greece and from Milan.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Chrome to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Stetsasonic,
The Count Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Kinks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Basic Channel,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Doors,
Grey Daturas,
Gong,
Carl Craig,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Searchers,
Agent Orange,
Susan Cadogan,
Minor Threat,
Porter Ricks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pantytec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lee Hazlewood,
Urselle,
The Angels of Light,
The Monks,
Gang Green,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Modern Lovers,
Neil Young,
Joe Smooth,
The Moleskins,
Fela Kuti,
Colin Newman,
Hasil Adkins,
Moebius,
Yazoo,
the Swans,
Nico,
Boredoms,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Barracudas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Pus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Smog,
The Dead C,
Warsaw,
Janne Schatter,
the Sonics,
The Raincoats,
Reagan Youth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.