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 Bhutan and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Kaleidoscope to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Black Pus,
Dorothy Ashby,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Country Teasers,
Marc Almond,
China Crisis,
Albert Ayler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Count Five,
The American Breed,
Monolake,
The Fortunes,
Sex Pistols,
The Tremeloes,
Jerry's Kids,
Spandau Ballet,
Glenn Branca,
Bang On A Can,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
June of 44,
The Remains,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Erykah Badu,
Guru Guru,
Buzzcocks,
Lucky Dragons,
Bluetip,
Wally Richardson,
The Litter,
Schoolly D,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Babytalk,
Don Cherry,
The Star Department,
David Axelrod,
Accadde A,
Lightning Bolt,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brand Nubian,
The Slits,
H. Thieme,
DJ Style,
Inner City,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lalo Schifrin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Audionom,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crash Course in Science,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cameo,
Zero Boys,
Second Layer,
Bush Tetras,
The Red Krayola,
Severed Heads,
Althea and Donna,
The Cure,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.