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 Saudi Arabia and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Hardrive to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Barbara Tucker,
Main Source,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dark Day,
The Leaves,
Sixth Finger,
Idris Muhammad,
Nirvana,
The Black Dice,
10cc,
Spandau Ballet,
Grey Daturas,
New York Dolls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Barracudas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gil Scott Heron,
AZ,
Matthew Halsall,
Cameo,
Zero Boys,
The Golliwogs,
Jacob Miller,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The United States of America,
Parry Music,
R.M.O.,
The Pretty Things,
Stiv Bators,
David McCallum,
Bizarre Inc.,
48th St. Collective,
Thompson Twins,
Skarface,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Anakelly,
Letta Mbulu,
Depeche Mode,
The Slackers,
Funkadelic,
The Busters,
LL Cool J,
June Days,
Masters at Work,
Fugazi,
Judy Mowatt,
Excepter,
Adolescents,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pagans,
The Monochrome Set,
Gerry Rafferty,
Derrick May,
Neu!,
OOIOO,
Shuggie Otis,
Dennis Brown,
Sound Behaviour,
Agitation Free,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.