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 Samoa and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Metal Thangz,
Todd Terry,
Eurythmics,
Panda Bear,
The Tremeloes,
These Immortal Souls,
Moss Icon,
Davy DMX,
Liliput,
Hoover,
the Association,
Don Cherry,
Pantytec,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Sheep,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Animal Collective,
Goldenarms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
PIL,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alice Coltrane,
Derrick Morgan,
New Age Steppers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Maleditus Sound,
Heaven 17,
Magazine,
Traffic Nightmare,
Robert Görl,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Sherman,
Brand Nubian,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Wyatt,
Nico,
EPMD,
The Mojo Men,
cv313,
Q65,
The Neon Judgement,
Rites of Spring,
Eli Mardock,
Sparks,
Circle Jerks,
Bluetip,
the Sonics,
Section 25,
Roxette,
Malaria!,
Radiohead,
Ituana,
Ten City,
The Busters,
Slick Rick,
Tres Demented,
The Angels of Light,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.