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 Mali and from Paris.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Magazine to the disco 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deepchord,
Gichy Dan,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nils Olav,
Ronan,
the Soft Cell,
The Birthday Party,
Arthur Verocai,
Glambeats Corp.,
T. Rex,
Flipper,
Electric Prunes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Inner City,
World's Most,
Rhythm & Sound,
Franke,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Black Dice,
ABBA,
Aural Exciters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Barracudas,
David Axelrod,
Main Source,
Joy Division,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Essential Logic,
The Index,
Lakeside,
H. Thieme,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Grass Roots,
Pierre Henry,
Tomorrow,
Bob Dylan,
Anthony Braxton,
Ultimate Spinach,
David Bowie,
Magma,
The Blues Magoos,
Magazine,
Kaleidoscope,
Nico,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lebanon Hanover,
Boredoms,
The Slackers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
The Skatalites,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.