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 United Kingdom and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
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 808 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 Jesper Dahlback to the grunge 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scan 7,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry's Kids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Monolake,
Gang of Four,
Minutemen,
Infiniti,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Sherman,
Stiv Bators,
The Residents,
Pagans,
The Selecter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-102,
The Offenders,
Robert Görl,
The Barracudas,
Gang Starr,
D'Angelo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Blake Baxter,
Bizarre Inc.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Erasure,
The Move,
Tim Buckley,
The Fall,
James White and The Blacks,
Sugar Minott,
Faraquet,
Groovy Waters,
Black Flag,
Hardrive,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stereo Dub,
Quadrant,
The Moody Blues,
The Motions,
The Fire Engines,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bronski Beat,
Pere Ubu,
Harry Pussy,
The Happenings,
Dawn Penn,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ponytail,
World's Most,
The Human League,
Soft Machine,
The Fortunes,
Darondo,
Roy Ayers,
Deepchord,
Bootsy Collins,
Agent Orange,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.