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 Libya and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet 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 Fatback Band to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Scratch Acid,
Television Personalities,
The Invisible,
E-Dancer,
Piero Umiliani,
Flash Fearless,
Gang Starr,
Scan 7,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minnie Riperton,
Rufus Thomas,
The Evens,
Section 25,
Minor Threat,
Depeche Mode,
the Swans,
The Blackbyrds,
Dawn Penn,
In Retrospect,
Joe Smooth,
The Wake,
Agent Orange,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fatback Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Music Machine,
Subhumans,
Black Bananas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pantytec,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pulsallama,
The Happenings,
Oneida,
Joe Finger,
Model 500,
The Count Five,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ohio Players,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wings,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sun City Girls,
Sugar Minott,
Suburban Knight,
Mark Hollis,
Public Enemy,
Josef K,
Eric Dolphy,
Essential Logic,
The Gun Club,
Siglo XX,
Funky Four + One,
KRS-One,
Ornette Coleman,
Lungfish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.