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 Singapore and from Woodstock.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 David Bowie 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 Golliwogs to the grunge 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Popol Vuh,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joy Division,
Scan 7,
E-Dancer,
Susan Cadogan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wings,
Derrick Morgan,
Vainqueur,
Yaz,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Porter Ricks,
David Axelrod,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mr. Review,
Ronan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sister Nancy,
Arcadia,
Procol Harum,
Lee Hazlewood,
Prince Buster,
Con Funk Shun,
Ponytail,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mo-Dettes,
Blossom Toes,
Niagra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wasted Youth,
Arthur Verocai,
the Germs,
Pole,
Deepchord,
Dennis Brown,
The Sonics,
The Grass Roots,
The Litter,
Sound Behaviour,
ABBA,
Harmonia,
Gang Green,
Surgeon,
Bronski Beat,
Stockholm Monsters,
Don Cherry,
D'Angelo,
LL Cool J,
Icehouse,
Mary Jane Girls,
Easy Going,
Faust,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jandek,
The Kinks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Albert Ayler,
Wally Richardson,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.