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 Turkmenistan and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Television to the jazz 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lalo Schifrin,
Unwound,
Barrington Levy,
Sun Ra,
Joe Finger,
World's Most,
Moebius,
Flipper,
Nils Olav,
Ornette Coleman,
Guru Guru,
Newcleus,
Intrusion,
Kerrie Biddell,
Chris & Cosey,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter & Gordon,
The United States of America,
Drive Like Jehu,
Peter and Kerry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Harry Pussy,
Soft Cell,
The Velvet Underground,
Subhumans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Hill,
Pussy Galore,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rufus Thomas,
Cluster,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fela Kuti,
Warsaw,
Shoche,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Swell Maps,
The Modern Lovers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kaleidoscope,
Ponytail,
Depeche Mode,
The Invisible,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Young Rascals,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
ABBA,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lou Christie,
Soul II Soul,
Buzzcocks,
the Bar-Kays,
The Dirtbombs,
Siglo XX,
The Saints,
The Count Five,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.