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 South Africa and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare 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 The Black Dice to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Mr. Review,
The Knickerbockers,
Amon Düül,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Negative Approach,
Gang Green,
Derrick Morgan,
Funky Four + One,
Ice-T,
Blancmange,
U.S. Maple,
Janne Schatter,
The Mummies,
The Skatalites,
The Grass Roots,
The Gories,
Los Fastidios,
Y Pants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Outsiders,
Grauzone,
Mandrill,
Davy DMX,
Eric Copeland,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hasil Adkins,
The Alarm Clocks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rosa Yemen,
Danielle Patucci,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Starr,
Cluster,
Dawn Penn,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marc Almond,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minor Threat,
Bang On A Can,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Boredoms,
The Fire Engines,
Sonic Youth,
Basic Channel,
The Count Five,
Youth Brigade,
This Heat,
New Age Steppers,
Ituana,
Black Moon,
Junior Murvin,
X-101,
Section 25,
DJ Sneak,
Sex Pistols,
Erasure,
The Durutti Column,
Matthew Bourne,
Silicon Teens,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.