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 Colombia and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Groovy Waters to the funk 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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bush Tetras,
the Sonics,
Pylon,
Quantec,
Arthur Verocai,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Intrusion,
The Fire Engines,
The Mummies,
Aswad,
Amon Düül II,
The Seeds,
Minnie Riperton,
cv313,
Lucky Dragons,
The Music Machine,
Marc Almond,
Newcleus,
Donny Hathaway,
The Victims,
Yusef Lateef,
Can,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Icehouse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marcia Griffiths,
Index,
Basic Channel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Litter,
Charles Mingus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
CMW,
Black Flag,
Anthony Braxton,
Faraquet,
Black Moon,
Jeff Mills,
Avey Tare,
A Certain Ratio,
The Remains,
Eurythmics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kayak,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Happenings,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Human League,
Tres Demented,
Man Parrish,
Tomorrow,
Dead Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.