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 Rwanda and from Bologna.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Tommy Roe to the crunk 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yaz,
Angry Samoans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Big Daddy Kane,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Porter Ricks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soft Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dave Clark Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
Icehouse,
Heaven 17,
Sällskapet,
Average White Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxette,
B.T. Express,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
David Axelrod,
Oneida,
Electric Prunes,
The Dirtbombs,
The Stooges,
Altered Images,
Theoretical Girls,
Nik Kershaw,
Sound Behaviour,
Ituana,
The American Breed,
Parry Music,
Lightning Bolt,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
La Düsseldorf,
The New Christs,
Mo-Dettes,
The Skatalites,
Beasts of Bourbon,
New Order,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rakim,
Shuggie Otis,
The Grass Roots,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bob Dylan,
The United States of America,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kenny Larkin,
the Normal,
Schoolly D,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Doors,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.