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 Liberia and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
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 MDC to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Black Pus,
Tomorrow,
Banda Bassotti,
Bauhaus,
Sixth Finger,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nirvana,
The Fuzztones,
Slick Rick,
Drexciya,
Fluxion,
Bad Manners,
Radiohead,
John Holt,
the Association,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Laurel Aitken,
Newcleus,
Index,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Subhumans,
Charles Mingus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joensuu 1685,
DJ Sneak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soft Cell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Q and Not U,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Zeros,
Animal Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Skatalites,
Stereo Dub,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roxette,
The Mojo Men,
Procol Harum,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Blackbyrds,
Max Romeo,
the Normal,
Lightning Bolt,
Alphaville,
The Trojans,
The Divine Comedy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eric Copeland,
LL Cool J,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wally Richardson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jawbox,
Barbara Tucker,
Harmonia,
Youth Brigade,
Robert Hood,
Mars,
Warren Ellis,
The Sonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.