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 Netherlands and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Walker Brothers to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
The Fuzztones,
Nas,
Gang Green,
The Gun Club,
Livin' Joy,
Pere Ubu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gong,
MDC,
Grey Daturas,
Tubeway Army,
Kerrie Biddell,
Procol Harum,
Desert Stars,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
Aaron Thompson,
Radiopuhelimet,
Intrusion,
Lou Christie,
Japan,
Urselle,
Theoretical Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Joensuu 1685,
Tears for Fears,
Half Japanese,
The American Breed,
LL Cool J,
Royal Trux,
The Slits,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
L. Decosne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Robert Wyatt,
The Standells,
Yazoo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Accadde A,
Nik Kershaw,
The Mojo Men,
Slick Rick,
The Last Poets,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Beau Brummels,
the Soft Cell,
This Heat,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Glenn Branca,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Young Rascals,
The Grass Roots,
Roxette,
These Immortal Souls,
Fugazi,
Magazine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.