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 Brunei and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Procol Harum to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Silicon Teens,
Von Mondo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Malaria!,
The Standells,
Kaleidoscope,
Y Pants,
Be Bop Deluxe,
CMW,
Chrome,
The Dead C,
Gang of Four,
The Remains,
Zapp,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Starr,
Nas,
Main Source,
Ultravox,
Prince Buster,
Banda Bassotti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Smoke,
Stiv Bators,
Suburban Knight,
Blake Baxter,
The Busters,
Radiohead,
Depeche Mode,
Loose Ends,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pere Ubu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Average White Band,
Deakin,
Simply Red,
Talk Talk,
Ash Ra Tempel,
D'Angelo,
K-Klass,
Barbara Tucker,
Tomorrow,
Pagans,
Black Sheep,
Derrick May,
Lakeside,
Bizarre Inc.,
Chris & Cosey,
Quantec,
The New Christs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Davy DMX,
Godley & Creme,
Oneida,
Lungfish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marine Girls,
Goldenarms,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.