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 Taiwan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ 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 Animal Collective to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
Gang Green,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The United States of America,
Curtis Mayfield,
Anthony Braxton,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Brothers Johnson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ponytail,
Sällskapet,
Don Cherry,
Iggy Pop,
Flipper,
Lindisfarne,
Henry Cow,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Moleskins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soul II Soul,
Procol Harum,
The Fall,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Buckinghams,
Tommy Roe,
Fear,
The Wake,
Public Enemy,
Derrick Morgan,
Lightning Bolt,
Cal Tjader,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
10cc,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ten City,
The Divine Comedy,
Mr. Review,
Grauzone,
Harmonia,
Peter and Kerry,
Boogie Down Productions,
PIL,
Camouflage,
Kenny Larkin,
Scan 7,
Monolake,
Silicon Teens,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Piero Umiliani,
Index,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Reed,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Smoke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ituana,
Depeche Mode,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.