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 Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin 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 Tomorrow to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Henry Cow,
Hashim,
Sonic Youth,
Andrew Hill,
Babytalk,
Pulsallama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Steve Hackett,
Bootsy Collins,
Sun City Girls,
Slave,
The Motions,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eli Mardock,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Intrusion,
The Count Five,
Outsiders,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Franke,
Roy Ayers,
K-Klass,
The Raincoats,
Gang of Four,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Modern Lovers,
Sixth Finger,
Bush Tetras,
Stiv Bators,
Nik Kershaw,
Crime,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brothers Johnson,
Soul II Soul,
ABC,
Joey Negro,
R.M.O.,
Fugazi,
Brand Nubian,
Scott Walker,
Cecil Taylor,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxette,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yellowson,
Ten City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope,
Faraquet,
kango's stein massive,
The Searchers,
The Barracudas,
Barrington Levy,
Talk Talk,
Newcleus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sonics,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.