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 Sweden and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Alice Coltrane to the rock 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Sonny Sharrock,
Youth Brigade,
Mantronix,
Amazonics,
Royal Trux,
Hoover,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Reagan Youth,
Wings,
Hashim,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mad Mike,
Ten City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jandek,
ABBA,
The Litter,
The Blackbyrds,
Aloha Tigers,
Deadbeat,
Arcadia,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kaleidoscope,
Basic Channel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Pretty Things,
Black Flag,
L. Decosne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Von Mondo,
The Tremeloes,
Blancmange,
Rod Modell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gang of Four,
June Days,
Interpol,
Andrew Hill,
Eurythmics,
Kas Product,
Visage,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Sherman,
Hasil Adkins,
Crime,
Glenn Branca,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick May,
Con Funk Shun,
David McCallum,
Henry Cow,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.