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 Moldova and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 China Crisis to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Altered Images,
Liliput,
James White and The Blacks,
Agitation Free,
Royal Trux,
Scratch Acid,
Donald Byrd,
Bill Near,
Cymande,
Audionom,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Last Poets,
The Fall,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hashim,
Symarip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swell Maps,
The Beau Brummels,
The Residents,
Lou Reed,
This Heat,
Brick,
Sight & Sound,
Gichy Dan,
Accadde A,
Boz Scaggs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Electric Prunes,
Popol Vuh,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sandy B,
Lyres,
Spandau Ballet,
Delta 5,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Easy Going,
Maleditus Sound,
Half Japanese,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Arab on Radar,
Althea and Donna,
The Slackers,
Kenny Larkin,
Sparks,
Spoonie Gee,
Severed Heads,
Rakim,
B.T. Express,
Lightning Bolt,
Q and Not U,
Heaven 17,
The Remains,
Sun Ra,
Monolake,
Darondo,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.