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 Chad and from Shanghai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kevin Saunderson to the dance 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Deadbeat,
Essential Logic,
Unwound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Yazoo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thompson Twins,
Interpol,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gang of Four,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Zeros,
Delta 5,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eddi Front,
The Cramps,
Brass Construction,
Al Stewart,
In Retrospect,
Arthur Verocai,
Scott Walker,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cymande,
La Düsseldorf,
Unrelated Segments,
the Bar-Kays,
Intrusion,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cure,
Television Personalities,
Ten City,
Scrapy,
the Human League,
Swell Maps,
Scion,
MC5,
The Moody Blues,
The Kinks,
The Sound,
Letta Mbulu,
Urselle,
Popol Vuh,
Funky Four + One,
Bronski Beat,
Harmonia,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jeff Mills,
KRS-One,
Charles Mingus,
Subhumans,
Pole,
Lower 48,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.