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 Turkey and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Frankie Knuckles to the jazz 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
The Leaves,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Peter & Gordon,
Magma,
Glenn Branca,
These Immortal Souls,
Kurtis Blow,
Half Japanese,
Echospace,
The Cowsills,
John Foxx,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fela Kuti,
Zero Boys,
Scion,
Lindisfarne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Evens,
Charles Mingus,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fire Engines,
LL Cool J,
Smog,
The Beau Brummels,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yazoo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Shuggie Otis,
Urselle,
Moby Grape,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camberwell Now,
Barclay James Harvest,
Derrick May,
Piero Umiliani,
Royal Trux,
Fugazi,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rites of Spring,
Danielle Patucci,
Infiniti,
Aswad,
Tim Buckley,
The Fuzztones,
The Fortunes,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Residents,
the Fania All-Stars,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Mojo Men,
Stereo Dub,
Dual Sessions,
Tomorrow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Prince Buster,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Country Teasers,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.