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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 Mandrill to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Talk Talk,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lucky Dragons,
Darondo,
Heaven 17,
Aloha Tigers,
The Stooges,
UT,
Avey Tare,
Chrome,
Henry Cow,
Reuben Wilson,
The Skatalites,
Altered Images,
Cybotron,
David McCallum,
The Gap Band,
Malaria!,
Grandmaster Flash,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Quantec,
Kool Moe Dee,
Angry Samoans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Warsaw,
Camouflage,
The Saints,
James White and The Blacks,
Max Romeo,
Inner City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
T.S.O.L.,
Sugar Minott,
Gang of Four,
The Angels of Light,
Barrington Levy,
Joy Division,
The Smiths,
Wally Richardson,
Alphaville,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Hood,
Dark Day,
Flipper,
Fatback Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Boogie Down Productions,
a-ha,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
DJ Sneak,
Cecil Taylor,
Big Daddy Kane,
Traffic Nightmare,
Das Ding,
Gang Green,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Susan Cadogan,
Japan,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.