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 Nauru and from Madrid.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes 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 The Dave Clark Five to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Ituana,
Section 25,
Average White Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
ABBA,
Junior Murvin,
Visage,
Chrome,
The Leaves,
Nik Kershaw,
Arthur Verocai,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fear,
Anakelly,
Con Funk Shun,
Jacques Brel,
Pierre Henry,
Harmonia,
Althea and Donna,
Peter and Kerry,
The Skatalites,
The Associates,
Magazine,
Eddi Front,
Anthony Braxton,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mantronix,
Scratch Acid,
Adolescents,
Grauzone,
Maleditus Sound,
Metal Thangz,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marvin Gaye,
The Searchers,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Electric Prunes,
Lungfish,
The Real Kids,
Moss Icon,
Deadbeat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
Neu!,
The American Breed,
Dave Gahan,
The Fuzztones,
The Count Five,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Sonics,
Soul II Soul,
Lakeside,
Yusef Lateef,
Faraquet,
Amazonics,
Buzzcocks,
The Zeros,
Khruangbin,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.