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 Ivory Coast and from Bremen.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Lou Reed 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 Tremeloes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Nils Olav,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mantronix,
Slick Rick,
Idris Muhammad,
The Real Kids,
Slave,
The Music Machine,
Agitation Free,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Trumans Water,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Livin' Joy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Letta Mbulu,
Quadrant,
The Raincoats,
Eve St. Jones,
Urselle,
Circle Jerks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lower 48,
Roxy Music,
Lou Reed,
Kaleidoscope,
Sixth Finger,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Althea and Donna,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
MDC,
Laurel Aitken,
Q and Not U,
Easy Going,
Simply Red,
Babytalk,
Lalann,
Cybotron,
Soul II Soul,
Absolute Body Control,
Johnny Clarke,
John Cale,
Derrick Morgan,
Rod Modell,
Joy Division,
The Fuzztones,
DJ Style,
Jerry's Kids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kenny Larkin,
Make Up,
Marvin Gaye,
Neil Young,
Jacob Miller,
The Blackbyrds,
The Kinks,
Lightning Bolt,
Matthew Bourne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.