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 Uganda and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Audionom to the rap 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flipper,
Freddie Wadling,
AZ,
The Star Department,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Index,
Q65,
Yaz,
The Modern Lovers,
Lower 48,
Glambeats Corp.,
Johnny Clarke,
K-Klass,
Morten Harket,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Toasters,
The Martian,
The Motions,
The Trojans,
Sam Rivers,
Mantronix,
the Human League,
Matthew Bourne,
Smog,
The Music Machine,
Pole,
Public Image Ltd.,
Chrome,
Franke,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gories,
Nils Olav,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Magma,
Mark Hollis,
The Techniques,
Interpol,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fuzztones,
Jerry Gold Smith,
David Axelrod,
Albert Ayler,
Minnie Riperton,
Spoonie Gee,
Reagan Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fear,
The Associates,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultra Naté,
Warsaw,
Von Mondo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Loose Ends,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.