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 Mauritania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sixth Finger 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Maleditus Sound,
Faust,
The Kinks,
Brothers Johnson,
Boredoms,
The Martian,
Adolescents,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fad Gadget,
Flash Fearless,
ABC,
Brick,
Suburban Knight,
Jacob Miller,
Shuggie Otis,
Model 500,
Kurtis Blow,
Lindisfarne,
The Trojans,
Rapeman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Invisible,
The Monks,
U.S. Maple,
Cheater Slicks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The United States of America,
Ludus,
The Toasters,
Clear Light,
Liliput,
The Fall,
Isaac Hayes,
AZ,
MC5,
Matthew Halsall,
Godley & Creme,
Dark Day,
Grandmaster Flash,
James White and The Blacks,
Al Stewart,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Masters at Work,
Marmalade,
Johnny Clarke,
The Vogues,
Groovy Waters,
The Gap Band,
Wally Richardson,
Gang Starr,
Livin' Joy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Public Enemy,
Crash Course in Science,
Kenny Larkin,
Robert Hood,
The Monochrome Set,
The Busters,
Mandrill,
The Skatalites,
the Germs,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.