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 Slovakia and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator 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 Kevin Saunderson to the rock 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Urselle,
Flash Fearless,
Mars,
Icehouse,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wally Richardson,
Kenny Larkin,
Silicon Teens,
DJ Sneak,
Crispian St. Peters,
Yusef Lateef,
Spoonie Gee,
A Certain Ratio,
Sandy B,
Supertramp,
Sound Behaviour,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Zeros,
Mary Jane Girls,
Severed Heads,
Gang Gang Dance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Intrusion,
Barclay James Harvest,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Donny Hathaway,
Youth Brigade,
Amon Düül II,
Half Japanese,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joey Negro,
The Kinks,
DNA,
Byron Stingily,
Magazine,
The Index,
Blake Baxter,
Guru Guru,
The Young Rascals,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marine Girls,
Radiohead,
Nick Fraelich,
Marvin Gaye,
Sister Nancy,
Yazoo,
Piero Umiliani,
Whodini,
Stiv Bators,
Derrick May,
Inner City,
Nation of Ulysses,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Delta 5,
The Skatalites,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aural Exciters,
L. Decosne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Young Marble Giants,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.