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 Cuba and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 Intrusion to the grime 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Sexual Harrassment,
Suburban Knight,
The Wake,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Real Kids,
Howard Jones,
Delta 5,
Pet Shop Boys,
Charles Mingus,
Eddi Front,
John Holt,
Quando Quango,
Tommy Roe,
Laurel Aitken,
Shuggie Otis,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Bauhaus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Carl Craig,
Brass Construction,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Quadrant,
Gang of Four,
New Order,
Nico,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pretty Things,
Byron Stingily,
Duran Duran,
The Cramps,
The Blackbyrds,
Joensuu 1685,
The Black Dice,
Mo-Dettes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jawbox,
Suicide,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alison Limerick,
Ken Boothe,
Lindisfarne,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang Green,
The Selecter,
Ultra Naté,
Silicon Teens,
CMW,
The Golliwogs,
Sarah Menescal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Unwound,
Ultimate Spinach,
June Days,
Trumans Water,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eurythmics,
Pussy Galore,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.