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 Poland and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 The Misunderstood to the grime 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
The Kinks,
Jeff Lynne,
The Tremeloes,
Easy Going,
Fela Kuti,
Harpers Bizarre,
Moss Icon,
Wings,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Modern Lovers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Basic Channel,
Eric Copeland,
Prince Buster,
Howard Jones,
The Barracudas,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Womack,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The New Christs,
Magazine,
Skaos,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joyce Sims,
New Order,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Absolute Body Control,
Arcadia,
Yellowson,
Franke,
Bootsy Collins,
Crash Course in Science,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ronnie Foster,
AZ,
the Bar-Kays,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scratch Acid,
K-Klass,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Gladiators,
Alice Coltrane,
Susan Cadogan,
Fatback Band,
The Toasters,
Technova,
Roy Ayers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultra Naté,
Kas Product,
Tommy Roe,
June of 44,
Quadrant,
Massinfluence,
Juan Atkins,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.