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 San Marino and from Lille.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Model 500 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Yusef Lateef,
Brand Nubian,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultimate Spinach,
MDC,
Ituana,
Lucky Dragons,
Royal Trux,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Babytalk,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tommy Roe,
Godley & Creme,
U.S. Maple,
Peter & Gordon,
Traffic Nightmare,
David Bowie,
Cluster,
The Zeros,
Wings,
Hasil Adkins,
The Kinks,
Jawbox,
Fad Gadget,
Johnny Clarke,
Suicide,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bad Manners,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stiv Bators,
Funky Four + One,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Carl Craig,
Skriet,
Marcia Griffiths,
Charles Mingus,
Cybotron,
Main Source,
Skarface,
Eric B and Rakim,
PIL,
Trumans Water,
Spandau Ballet,
Kerri Chandler,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Lydon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Chris & Cosey,
China Crisis,
Joe Smooth,
Sight & Sound,
DNA,
Soul II Soul,
Oneida,
The Slackers,
Rosa Yemen,
Eric Dolphy,
The Searchers,
La Düsseldorf,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.