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 Denmark and from Spokane.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 ABC to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
The Grass Roots,
Nas,
Roxette,
Rakim,
D'Angelo,
Gong,
Connie Case,
Magma,
Livin' Joy,
Dawn Penn,
The Dead C,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fat Boys,
The Monochrome Set,
The Monks,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Dirtbombs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Panda Bear,
Sister Nancy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Von Mondo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Young Rascals,
Lou Reed,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ronnie Foster,
Cymande,
Bobby Byrd,
Pere Ubu,
The Electric Prunes,
The American Breed,
The Skatalites,
Rapeman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fugazi,
ABC,
Bluetip,
Girls At Our Best!,
Japan,
Crime,
Piero Umiliani,
Radio Birdman,
Slave,
Radiohead,
Roger Hodgson,
Bronski Beat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marmalade,
The Blackbyrds,
Tommy Roe,
Sandy B,
The Star Department,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Cowsills,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bill Wells,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.