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 Djibouti and from Tehran.
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 Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Bronski Beat,
The Wake,
Boredoms,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joe Finger,
Sex Pistols,
Ralphi Rosario,
Juan Atkins,
Ohio Players,
Eurythmics,
Lyres,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Heaven 17,
Scrapy,
Delta 5,
Niagra,
Kas Product,
The Monks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fuzztones,
Nik Kershaw,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Morten Harket,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Modern Lovers,
Spandau Ballet,
Visage,
Danielle Patucci,
Arab on Radar,
Groovy Waters,
Main Source,
World's Most,
Electric Prunes,
The Skatalites,
Sam Rivers,
Clear Light,
Moss Icon,
These Immortal Souls,
Los Fastidios,
Sarah Menescal,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Magma,
Andrew Hill,
Grauzone,
The Gap Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fela Kuti,
Soft Cell,
Pierre Henry,
Wally Richardson,
Crooked Eye,
The Names,
The Kinks,
In Retrospect,
Pere Ubu,
Malaria!,
Black Flag,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.