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 Sudan and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Godley & Creme to the jazz 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Erykah Badu,
Harmonia,
Aural Exciters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bizarre Inc.,
Flamin' Groovies,
Avey Tare,
Supertramp,
Delta 5,
Young Marble Giants,
Television Personalities,
Howard Jones,
Colin Newman,
Warsaw,
Kaleidoscope,
Delon & Dalcan,
Altered Images,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Country Teasers,
Mo-Dettes,
Pole,
Gregory Isaacs,
Blossom Toes,
New Order,
The Modern Lovers,
The Star Department,
Reuben Wilson,
Camberwell Now,
Smog,
Von Mondo,
Fatback Band,
Jandek,
Cameo,
The Leaves,
Lou Christie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Count Five,
The Red Krayola,
Darondo,
Ossler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Quantec,
Lee Hazlewood,
Shoche,
Mission of Burma,
Rapeman,
Buzzcocks,
Vainqueur,
Hasil Adkins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nils Olav,
Scrapy,
Slave,
The Dead C,
Oblivians,
Technova,
Kas Product,
Trumans Water,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.