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 Morocco and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 UT to the electroclash 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
These Immortal Souls,
Fear,
Soul II Soul,
Talk Talk,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scion,
The Cure,
Q and Not U,
Sex Pistols,
Essential Logic,
Skaos,
Joey Negro,
The Wake,
Gang of Four,
The Searchers,
Unwound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Smoke,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Oblivians,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mars,
Kas Product,
Tres Demented,
Malaria!,
Guru Guru,
Moss Icon,
Schoolly D,
Toni Rubio,
The Barracudas,
Lightning Bolt,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hashim,
PIL,
Blossom Toes,
The Busters,
cv313,
Amazonics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Toasters,
Cameo,
Stereo Dub,
Minor Threat,
The Music Machine,
Black Bananas,
Ornette Coleman,
Thompson Twins,
The Gap Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Kurtis Blow,
Sandy B,
Newcleus,
The Walker Brothers,
The Residents,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.