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 Korea South and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
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 spring reverb 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 Wasted Youth to the punk 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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '70s 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 Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Brothers Johnson,
Suburban Knight,
Sight & Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
Mad Mike,
Roxette,
Maurizio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Michelle Simonal,
Das Ding,
Malaria!,
The Busters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobby Womack,
Mission of Burma,
Lungfish,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Niagra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fat Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Royal Trux,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Moleskins,
Faust,
The Cramps,
Anthony Braxton,
Derrick Morgan,
Urselle,
Wolf Eyes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
James White and The Blacks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Flash Fearless,
Graham Central Station,
Connie Case,
Scientists,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fire Engines,
Vainqueur,
Scrapy,
10cc,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nils Olav,
T.S.O.L.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Trojans,
JFA,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare,
Marine Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bauhaus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.