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 Guyana and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Royal Family And The Poor to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Fluxion,
Con Funk Shun,
Masters at Work,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scan 7,
Joe Smooth,
Bootsy Collins,
Minny Pops,
Black Pus,
Deakin,
Wings,
Monolake,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Oneida,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Steve Hackett,
The Residents,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül II,
Quando Quango,
Wally Richardson,
The Leaves,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
David McCallum,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Cale,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cramps,
New York Dolls,
Minnie Riperton,
Bluetip,
The J.B.'s,
Delon & Dalcan,
Electric Prunes,
The Modern Lovers,
Joensuu 1685,
The Cowsills,
Nas,
Ituana,
The Saints,
Joey Negro,
Todd Rundgren,
kango's stein massive,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dead Boys,
Moss Icon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Finger,
Patti Smith,
Dennis Brown,
Skaos,
Scrapy,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.