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 Netherlands and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Adolescents to the dance 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Last Poets,
Masters at Work,
Alison Limerick,
OOIOO,
a-ha,
Oneida,
Essential Logic,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fela Kuti,
Fear,
Jerry's Kids,
New York Dolls,
Michelle Simonal,
Outsiders,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Popol Vuh,
The Victims,
Scratch Acid,
B.T. Express,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
K-Klass,
Marc Almond,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sam Rivers,
The Evens,
Joy Division,
DJ Style,
Dark Day,
Drive Like Jehu,
Matthew Halsall,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Donald Byrd,
Public Enemy,
Tommy Roe,
Average White Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Chris & Cosey,
Bob Dylan,
Soft Machine,
Infiniti,
The Real Kids,
John Cale,
Agitation Free,
Wasted Youth,
Arab on Radar,
Grey Daturas,
Shuggie Otis,
Monks,
Scrapy,
Monolake,
Blancmange,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fire Engines,
Cheater Slicks,
Shoche,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Durutti Column,
Minor Threat,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.