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 Lesotho and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare 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 Zero Boys to the techno 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '80s.
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 Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Sheep,
Neil Young,
Judy Mowatt,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Cybotron,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eddi Front,
David Bowie,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Procol Harum,
Ossler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The J.B.'s,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Trojans,
Joey Negro,
New Age Steppers,
Niagra,
Rosa Yemen,
The Vogues,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sun Ra,
The Birthday Party,
Eric B and Rakim,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Monochrome Set,
Ponytail,
The Modern Lovers,
Todd Terry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lightning Bolt,
Dennis Brown,
The Index,
Scott Walker,
June Days,
Bush Tetras,
DNA,
Vainqueur,
Hot Snakes,
Jandek,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Inner City,
The Doors,
Electric Prunes,
Swans,
Camberwell Now,
Crispian St. Peters,
Japan,
The Gladiators,
10cc,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Cale,
The American Breed,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Human League,
Deakin,
Glenn Branca,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.