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 Czech Republic and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
David Axelrod,
Minor Threat,
Marine Girls,
OOIOO,
Monks,
Porter Ricks,
The Evens,
Lucky Dragons,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Sherman,
Unrelated Segments,
Kenny Larkin,
K-Klass,
Radiopuhelimet,
Isaac Hayes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lalann,
kango's stein massive,
Public Enemy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sam Rivers,
Freddie Wadling,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultra Naté,
the Soft Cell,
The Blackbyrds,
Suburban Knight,
Boz Scaggs,
The Grass Roots,
Das Ding,
Spandau Ballet,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Skatalites,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
E-Dancer,
Whodini,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Electric Prunes,
Chrome,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Young Rascals,
Symarip,
A Certain Ratio,
Moss Icon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gang Starr,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Iggy Pop,
Skaos,
The Stooges,
Connie Case,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fat Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Rites of Spring,
Sixth Finger,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.