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 Bahrain and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 MDC to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Moleskins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
This Heat,
Wings,
Deepchord,
Curtis Mayfield,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Godley & Creme,
Young Marble Giants,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Suburban Knight,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Colin Newman,
Animal Collective,
Model 500,
Bush Tetras,
Erasure,
The Smiths,
U.S. Maple,
Nick Fraelich,
Cheater Slicks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maurizio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Judy Mowatt,
The Skatalites,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Negative Approach,
Joensuu 1685,
James White and The Blacks,
Sight & Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Electric Prunes,
Goldenarms,
EPMD,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ponytail,
Marc Almond,
The Vogues,
Althea and Donna,
The Grass Roots,
The Blackbyrds,
The Offenders,
Wasted Youth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oneida,
Grey Daturas,
Brick,
Sound Behaviour,
Aswad,
Magma,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang of Four,
Blossom Toes,
the Association,
Sandy B,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.