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 Gambia and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
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 mellotron 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 Delon & Dalcan to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Bang On A Can,
Technova,
Max Romeo,
Sun City Girls,
Section 25,
Janne Schatter,
The New Christs,
Yazoo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Khruangbin,
The Mummies,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marmalade,
K-Klass,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Alton Ellis,
Second Layer,
Godley & Creme,
Ludus,
Public Enemy,
The Dirtbombs,
Lou Christie,
Liliput,
Blossom Toes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Trojans,
Lightning Bolt,
Marine Girls,
Japan,
Warren Ellis,
La Düsseldorf,
Robert Wyatt,
Drive Like Jehu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Remains,
Television Personalities,
Livin' Joy,
Joyce Sims,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lalo Schifrin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Raincoats,
Sandy B,
Intrusion,
Saccharine Trust,
John Holt,
The Cramps,
The Leaves,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lyres,
Isaac Hayes,
Aural Exciters,
Mantronix,
Alphaville,
The Stooges,
Black Bananas,
Brass Construction,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.