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 Zambia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Delta 5 to the dance 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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Cheater Slicks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Knickerbockers,
Nirvana,
Jeff Mills,
Soft Cell,
Wasted Youth,
The Human League,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Section 25,
Gerry Rafferty,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skarface,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Robert Görl,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sunsets and Hearts,
KRS-One,
Pylon,
Scan 7,
Letta Mbulu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Index,
The Happenings,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Wake,
Oneida,
Roxy Music,
Stereo Dub,
The Move,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Country Teasers,
Hashim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lower 48,
The J.B.'s,
Ten City,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joy Division,
Vladislav Delay,
The Walker Brothers,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Grass Roots,
Derrick Morgan,
The Red Krayola,
John Coltrane,
Kurtis Blow,
Arcadia,
DNA,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cluster,
Terry Callier,
Matthew Bourne,
Johnny Clarke,
Laurel Aitken,
Nik Kershaw,
Intrusion,
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.