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 Laos and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 E-Dancer to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Aural Exciters,
Soul Sonic Force,
ABC,
the Swans,
Cymande,
Donald Byrd,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cameo,
Matthew Bourne,
Adolescents,
Blossom Toes,
Absolute Body Control,
Television,
the Soft Cell,
Dennis Brown,
Althea and Donna,
The Mummies,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sarah Menescal,
The Standells,
Alphaville,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Derrick May,
the Association,
Japan,
Gabor Szabo,
Ohio Players,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deepchord,
Oblivians,
Blancmange,
Mark Hollis,
The Last Poets,
Bootsy Collins,
Shoche,
Lalann,
The Gladiators,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Khruangbin,
Schoolly D,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
In Retrospect,
E-Dancer,
Warren Ellis,
The Blues Magoos,
Curtis Mayfield,
Maleditus Sound,
The Barracudas,
The Tremeloes,
Angry Samoans,
Ornette Coleman,
Brass Construction,
Marshall Jefferson,
Deakin,
Zapp,
Lindisfarne,
Sight & Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bill Wells,
Vainqueur,
The Young Rascals,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.