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 Brazil and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the funk 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Robert Wyatt,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bush Tetras,
Al Stewart,
Franke,
Gang Starr,
Sparks,
Index,
Alton Ellis,
Minor Threat,
Intrusion,
Lou Reed,
Blake Baxter,
CMW,
Surgeon,
Lyres,
Altered Images,
Kurtis Blow,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Buckinghams,
D'Angelo,
Quando Quango,
Motorama,
Joey Negro,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gregory Isaacs,
Derrick May,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mojo Men,
Circle Jerks,
Amon Düül II,
Eric Copeland,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stetsasonic,
Robert Görl,
Archie Shepp,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Monochrome Set,
The Raincoats,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Anthony Braxton,
June Days,
Man Eating Sloth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Germs,
Marine Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
Pantaleimon,
Mr. Review,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Smiths,
Black Moon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bill Near,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.