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 Indonesia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 June Days to the techno 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Chrome,
Barrington Levy,
Grey Daturas,
Morten Harket,
Jacob Miller,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wolf Eyes,
Mars,
The Angels of Light,
Oneida,
the Slits,
The Victims,
Dennis Brown,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eddi Front,
Das Ding,
Nas,
Buzzcocks,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Human League,
Joyce Sims,
Rotary Connection,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nico,
Agitation Free,
Scientists,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Panda Bear,
Depeche Mode,
Brand Nubian,
In Retrospect,
Lower 48,
The Black Dice,
Delta 5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
The Moleskins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fuzztones,
Model 500,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dirtbombs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Junior Murvin,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Five Americans,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minor Threat,
Traffic Nightmare,
D'Angelo,
Quando Quango,
Yusef Lateef,
Moss Icon,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobby Womack,
the Fania All-Stars,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.