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 Venezuela and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Ossler to the grime 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Deakin,
Harry Pussy,
Althea and Donna,
China Crisis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
David Axelrod,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bang On A Can,
Public Enemy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Radio Birdman,
Faraquet,
Loose Ends,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sister Nancy,
Section 25,
Lebanon Hanover,
Aloha Tigers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Television Personalities,
Easy Going,
The Real Kids,
Cecil Taylor,
The Leaves,
Thee Headcoats,
Connie Case,
Slick Rick,
Das Ding,
Moby Grape,
Franke,
Livin' Joy,
Pussy Galore,
Scion,
Ultimate Spinach,
Average White Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Man Parrish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
These Immortal Souls,
Essential Logic,
Scan 7,
Boz Scaggs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Patti Smith,
The Skatalites,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tommy Roe,
The Motions,
Ice-T,
Brass Construction,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Boredoms,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.