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 Ireland and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Bootsy Collins 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
Yazoo,
Crash Course in Science,
The Grass Roots,
Eddi Front,
Blossom Toes,
The Pop Group,
Warsaw,
Surgeon,
Roy Ayers,
Avey Tare,
Dennis Brown,
Basic Channel,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ken Boothe,
Tropical Tobacco,
Average White Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Darondo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brick,
Bauhaus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Matthew Halsall,
Freddie Wadling,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bad Manners,
Slick Rick,
Urselle,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Excepter,
Thee Headcoats,
a-ha,
Camouflage,
The American Breed,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Electric Prunes,
Grey Daturas,
Frankie Knuckles,
June Days,
Connie Case,
Dawn Penn,
Minny Pops,
Adolescents,
Fatback Band,
Eric Copeland,
Howard Jones,
Desert Stars,
Niagra,
The Five Americans,
Ronnie Foster,
Sexual Harrassment,
Slave,
Anakelly,
Swans,
Girls At Our Best!,
Boogie Down Productions,
EPMD,
X-Ray Spex,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.