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 Djibouti and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 Massinfluence to the techno 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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Robert Hood,
Alton Ellis,
Pere Ubu,
Reagan Youth,
The Velvet Underground,
a-ha,
Animal Collective,
10cc,
Junior Murvin,
The Grass Roots,
The Gun Club,
The American Breed,
Scan 7,
Fluxion,
Bobby Sherman,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Starr,
Main Source,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Modern Lovers,
New Age Steppers,
Guru Guru,
In Retrospect,
Hot Snakes,
Khruangbin,
Visage,
The Leaves,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mandrill,
Crime,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeff Lynne,
The Last Poets,
Grauzone,
The Stooges,
Marmalade,
Amon Düül II,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Flesh Eaters,
Icehouse,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Moss Icon,
Slick Rick,
June of 44,
Delta 5,
The Litter,
Index,
Ultravox,
Siglo XX,
Quantec,
Flash Fearless,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minny Pops,
Fugazi,
This Heat,
The Cure,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.