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 Senegal and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Audionom to the disco 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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Hoover,
DJ Sneak,
Jeff Mills,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang Green,
Junior Murvin,
The Skatalites,
The Leaves,
Piero Umiliani,
Depeche Mode,
Brand Nubian,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Blake Baxter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
The Count Five,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Warren Ellis,
Audionom,
Soft Cell,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Christie,
Letta Mbulu,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scion,
Aswad,
David McCallum,
Cymande,
The Black Dice,
the Association,
Crime,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bauhaus,
a-ha,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Minutemen,
Desert Stars,
Deepchord,
Roger Hodgson,
Rod Modell,
Camberwell Now,
The Mummies,
Soulsonic Force,
Sarah Menescal,
Sonic Youth,
Dark Day,
The Divine Comedy,
Public Enemy,
Donald Byrd,
the Human League,
Joe Smooth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Infiniti,
Arthur Verocai,
The Music Machine,
The Tremeloes,
The Cure,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Standells,
Mars,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.