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 Pakistan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Roy Ayers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Pagans,
ABC,
Roger Hodgson,
Fela Kuti,
PIL,
The Star Department,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Godley & Creme,
The Gap Band,
Sun Ra,
Ossler,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bill Near,
Roy Ayers,
Vladislav Delay,
Masters at Work,
Harmonia,
Terry Callier,
Lee Hazlewood,
Letta Mbulu,
The Cowsills,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marvin Gaye,
D'Angelo,
Joy Division,
Faust,
Metal Thangz,
The Pretty Things,
The Electric Prunes,
Johnny Clarke,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Mojo Men,
Robert Görl,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Byrd,
Delon & Dalcan,
Chrome,
Gerry Rafferty,
ABBA,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
New Age Steppers,
Lungfish,
Alton Ellis,
Silicon Teens,
Sonny Sharrock,
Howard Jones,
The Beau Brummels,
Cameo,
Altered Images,
Thee Headcoats,
Boz Scaggs,
Public Enemy,
Monolake,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Schoolly D,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.