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 Iraq and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the rap 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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Sun City Girls,
Oblivians,
The Smiths,
Nirvana,
Piero Umiliani,
Skarface,
Symarip,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fall,
Max Romeo,
The Five Americans,
Tears for Fears,
The Monks,
Reagan Youth,
MC5,
Lou Reed,
Essential Logic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Minny Pops,
The Velvet Underground,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter and Kerry,
Althea and Donna,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cowsills,
Archie Shepp,
Rapeman,
One Last Wish,
Roger Hodgson,
Buzzcocks,
Kurtis Blow,
Section 25,
Schoolly D,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
This Heat,
Oneida,
Cheater Slicks,
Soft Cell,
Crispian St. Peters,
Country Teasers,
Main Source,
Radiohead,
Sandy B,
Chris & Cosey,
Groovy Waters,
Hasil Adkins,
The Music Machine,
Angry Samoans,
New York Dolls,
Parry Music,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kayak,
The Fire Engines,
Clear Light,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ronnie Foster,
Tres Demented,
Rufus Thomas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marine Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.