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 Czech Republic 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Zero Boys to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Joey Negro,
The Toasters,
Q and Not U,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rosa Yemen,
Drexciya,
Ronan,
Loose Ends,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Pretty Things,
Scan 7,
Rapeman,
This Heat,
New York Dolls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Toni Rubio,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tomorrow,
Ponytail,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aaron Thompson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joyce Sims,
Gong,
DJ Style,
Gregory Isaacs,
Section 25,
Eurythmics,
Jacob Miller,
The Tremeloes,
Wings,
Gang of Four,
Clear Light,
Minny Pops,
Suburban Knight,
Delta 5,
Franke,
Cheater Slicks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Derrick Morgan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Donald Byrd,
Glenn Branca,
Byron Stingily,
Shuggie Otis,
Inner City,
Wasted Youth,
Todd Rundgren,
Pere Ubu,
John Coltrane,
Sex Pistols,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Red Krayola,
The Searchers,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.