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 Israel and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Peter & Gordon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Skaos,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Juan Atkins,
OOIOO,
FM Einheit,
Ornette Coleman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bill Near,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Metal Thangz,
Matthew Bourne,
Funky Four + One,
Silicon Teens,
The Slits,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ituana,
Zapp,
Ice-T,
Traffic Nightmare,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Patti Smith,
Echospace,
Aural Exciters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
MDC,
Hardrive,
Slave,
Amazonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Happenings,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed,
Malaria!,
Unwound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
L. Decosne,
Tim Buckley,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Golliwogs,
the Soft Cell,
Moss Icon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joensuu 1685,
Massinfluence,
Thee Headcoats,
Alison Limerick,
Harmonia,
The Toasters,
Kayak,
the Normal,
Kerri Chandler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Girls At Our Best!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rotary Connection,
Bootsy Collins,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.