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 Ukraine and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Agitation Free to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Organ,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marine Girls,
Junior Murvin,
Hashim,
Second Layer,
Bad Manners,
Maleditus Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Marc Almond,
Joensuu 1685,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nas,
Duran Duran,
The Flesh Eaters,
EPMD,
Wasted Youth,
Ronan,
Unwound,
Heaven 17,
Franke,
Gang Starr,
Mr. Review,
Cybotron,
Sixth Finger,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dennis Brown,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Shadows of Knight,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Monochrome Set,
Piero Umiliani,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scan 7,
The Slits,
Rekid,
Mary Jane Girls,
Blancmange,
Loose Ends,
The Dead C,
The Doors,
The Black Dice,
Johnny Clarke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Kinks,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Livin' Joy,
Althea and Donna,
Khruangbin,
Stiv Bators,
Index,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Shuggie Otis,
The Gladiators,
The Star Department,
The Happenings,
La Düsseldorf,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.