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 Madagascar and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lebanon Hanover to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bill Near,
Ituana,
Johnny Osbourne,
Harry Pussy,
Symarip,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sonny Sharrock,
Robert Hood,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
UT,
Black Pus,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Al Stewart,
Quantec,
The Durutti Column,
Gabor Szabo,
Porter Ricks,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Desert Stars,
E-Dancer,
Johnny Clarke,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Flag,
The Slackers,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fuzztones,
The Beau Brummels,
Clear Light,
Procol Harum,
Don Cherry,
Kas Product,
Visage,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Lydon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Slits,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Letta Mbulu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Whodini,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sixth Finger,
Sister Nancy,
Lyres,
Motorama,
The Standells,
Soul II Soul,
Barry Ungar,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minny Pops,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.