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 Russia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rock 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Altered Images,
Barbara Tucker,
Easy Going,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Slackers,
Television,
Tropical Tobacco,
Thee Headcoats,
Swell Maps,
Adolescents,
Dennis Brown,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Offenders,
Ronan,
June of 44,
The Pretty Things,
Sex Pistols,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crime,
David McCallum,
Jawbox,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Vogues,
Scientists,
the Sonics,
B.T. Express,
Agitation Free,
Mandrill,
The Mummies,
Soulsonic Force,
Index,
The Music Machine,
Nirvana,
Al Stewart,
Underground Resistance,
The Stooges,
Cheater Slicks,
The Misunderstood,
The Victims,
Henry Cow,
Leonard Cohen,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Associates,
Ornette Coleman,
Amon Düül II,
Brand Nubian,
Absolute Body Control,
Eurythmics,
The Gladiators,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Boz Scaggs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ronnie Foster,
Anthony Braxton,
Make Up,
the Bar-Kays,
Spandau Ballet,
Can,
This Heat,
Radiohead,
Gang Green,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.