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 Armenia and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 marimba 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 Sun City Girls to the electroclash 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Godley & Creme,
Curtis Mayfield,
Matthew Bourne,
The Walker Brothers,
LL Cool J,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Moody Blues,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gun Club,
David Axelrod,
Urselle,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camouflage,
The Martian,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joensuu 1685,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mad Mike,
Average White Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Brand Nubian,
The Blues Magoos,
Qualms,
Bauhaus,
Soft Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Con Funk Shun,
Youth Brigade,
Wings,
The Fire Engines,
Susan Cadogan,
Ken Boothe,
Albert Ayler,
Depeche Mode,
Blossom Toes,
X-Ray Spex,
Dennis Brown,
Eric Copeland,
Drexciya,
Echospace,
Pantaleimon,
Janne Schatter,
Masters at Work,
Lindisfarne,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Silicon Teens,
Minutemen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Derrick Morgan,
Hasil Adkins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ohio Players,
The Blackbyrds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Amon Düül,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.