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 Algeria and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Public Enemy to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
X-101,
Rhythm & Sound,
Arthur Verocai,
Bluetip,
Joe Smooth,
New Age Steppers,
Thee Headcoats,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang Starr,
Average White Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Shuggie Otis,
Nas,
Cymande,
Laurel Aitken,
Kayak,
Fluxion,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Buckinghams,
Lightning Bolt,
DNA,
Glenn Branca,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eric Dolphy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Carl Craig,
The Offenders,
The Saints,
Intrusion,
The Sonics,
Moss Icon,
Amazonics,
David McCallum,
Bootsy Collins,
the Human League,
Marc Almond,
T. Rex,
Bill Wells,
Anakelly,
Ponytail,
Robert Görl,
The Star Department,
Johnny Clarke,
Flash Fearless,
Depeche Mode,
Visage,
Fifty Foot Hose,
ABBA,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Holt,
Roy Ayers,
Symarip,
The Zeros,
Main Source,
Sällskapet,
Icehouse,
Fugazi,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.