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 Brazil and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nick Fraelich to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Jacob Miller,
Glambeats Corp.,
Slave,
The Fall,
The Knickerbockers,
Scott Walker,
Eden Ahbez,
Roxy Music,
Nils Olav,
Camouflage,
Junior Murvin,
Tres Demented,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
MDC,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Oneida,
Hardrive,
Minnie Riperton,
The Gap Band,
Fela Kuti,
Basic Channel,
Sarah Menescal,
cv313,
Henry Cow,
R.M.O.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masters at Work,
The Dead C,
Magazine,
The Young Rascals,
Harry Pussy,
Black Sheep,
Darondo,
Youth Brigade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
John Cale,
Jeff Lynne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Barracudas,
Interpol,
Traffic Nightmare,
Boz Scaggs,
Dawn Penn,
The Monochrome Set,
Wasted Youth,
Thee Headcoats,
Maleditus Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grauzone,
Depeche Mode,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Anthony Braxton,
Soul Sonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Scan 7,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.