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 Azerbaijan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
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 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 Agent Orange to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Count Five. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
The Pop Group,
Quando Quango,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Leaves,
Anakelly,
Fugazi,
Prince Buster,
The Remains,
Sex Pistols,
Ken Boothe,
The Trojans,
Roxy Music,
Gang of Four,
Grey Daturas,
Half Japanese,
Howard Jones,
Groovy Waters,
Adolescents,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Carl Craig,
Black Sheep,
Arcadia,
The Last Poets,
Suicide,
Cybotron,
Ronnie Foster,
Albert Ayler,
The Kinks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tomorrow,
The Gap Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Litter,
Unrelated Segments,
Scratch Acid,
Organ,
Quadrant,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
K-Klass,
Eve St. Jones,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Schoolly D,
Black Pus,
Kerri Chandler,
Ice-T,
Khruangbin,
Mandrill,
Siglo XX,
Nik Kershaw,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minor Threat,
Judy Mowatt,
Theoretical Girls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aural Exciters,
Davy DMX,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Reuben Wilson,
Qualms,
U.S. Maple,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.