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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Porter Ricks to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Duran Duran,
Echospace,
Little Man,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sam Rivers,
Alison Limerick,
Kaleidoscope,
Ituana,
Half Japanese,
Bluetip,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Altered Images,
Derrick Morgan,
Young Marble Giants,
Jeff Lynne,
Au Pairs,
Hasil Adkins,
Country Teasers,
Crime,
Max Romeo,
Can,
The Pretty Things,
Simply Red,
James White and The Blacks,
Joy Division,
Infiniti,
Jesper Dahlback,
Easy Going,
Slick Rick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
In Retrospect,
Neu!,
Idris Muhammad,
Ken Boothe,
AZ,
Amon Düül,
D'Angelo,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Detroit Cobras,
Skriet,
Terrestrial Tones,
Zapp,
Parry Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Panda Bear,
Gong,
ABBA,
Second Layer,
Joe Smooth,
Mo-Dettes,
The Toasters,
Babytalk,
The Leaves,
Essential Logic,
Dennis Brown,
The Evens,
John Lydon,
Carl Craig,
Warren Ellis,
Stiv Bators,
Skaos,
Johnny Clarke,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.