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 Nepal and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin 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 EPMD to the funk 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Minor Threat,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris Corsano,
Angry Samoans,
Al Stewart,
Kerrie Biddell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Motorama,
Anthony Braxton,
The Invisible,
T. Rex,
Accadde A,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mandrill,
Second Layer,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Anakelly,
Nico,
The Music Machine,
Nirvana,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Busters,
Lou Reed,
Roger Hodgson,
The Neon Judgement,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Modern Lovers,
The Zeros,
Letta Mbulu,
The Walker Brothers,
Lightning Bolt,
The American Breed,
Moby Grape,
The Victims,
Ten City,
Camberwell Now,
Sällskapet,
Outsiders,
Aloha Tigers,
Y Pants,
Derrick May,
Barclay James Harvest,
Barrington Levy,
The Slits,
Davy DMX,
Rapeman,
Roy Ayers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Simply Red,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funkadelic,
Vladislav Delay,
Half Japanese,
DJ Style,
Suicide,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ituana,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.