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 Cyprus and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Wings,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cybotron,
Freddie Wadling,
Theoretical Girls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Black Dice,
The Fugs,
Goldenarms,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Standells,
Shuggie Otis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Maleditus Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
Marshall Jefferson,
Faraquet,
Leonard Cohen,
Yazoo,
The Index,
Parry Music,
Marcia Griffiths,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
June of 44,
Johnny Osbourne,
Skaos,
Intrusion,
Minor Threat,
Sparks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ponytail,
Camberwell Now,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
LL Cool J,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Remains,
The Motions,
The Knickerbockers,
Japan,
Blancmange,
James White and The Blacks,
Echospace,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ice-T,
Tim Buckley,
ABBA,
Sam Rivers,
Motorama,
Qualms,
Sandy B,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Reuben Wilson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.