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 Palau and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Morten Harket to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Adolescents,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pantytec,
Jeff Mills,
Scrapy,
Ice-T,
Yazoo,
Kas Product,
Alton Ellis,
The Zeros,
R.M.O.,
Johnny Clarke,
Cal Tjader,
Sex Pistols,
Country Teasers,
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sandy B,
Rotary Connection,
Khruangbin,
Amon Düül,
Joyce Sims,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Moleskins,
China Crisis,
Minutemen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Tremeloes,
Alison Limerick,
Ultimate Spinach,
Black Bananas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Sheep,
Lungfish,
DJ Sneak,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bad Manners,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Certain Ratio,
David Bowie,
Matthew Halsall,
Audionom,
Theoretical Girls,
Banda Bassotti,
Quadrant,
Los Fastidios,
The Human League,
the Swans,
Trumans Water,
Nils Olav,
Inner City,
Eric Dolphy,
Guru Guru,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Avey Tare,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
June Days,
Todd Terry,
Lyres,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.