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 Kosovo and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 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 New York Dolls to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Pole,
Joe Smooth,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Reed,
Quando Quango,
Crash Course in Science,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New Age Steppers,
Index,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The New Christs,
Pulsallama,
Black Sheep,
The Last Poets,
Negative Approach,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Barrington Levy,
The Busters,
Con Funk Shun,
The Golliwogs,
Technova,
John Foxx,
Hashim,
Magazine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Robert Görl,
Porter Ricks,
Eve St. Jones,
Minny Pops,
Yazoo,
The Slackers,
Chris Corsano,
Sister Nancy,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Human League,
Bill Near,
Steve Hackett,
Sonny Sharrock,
Duran Duran,
Brass Construction,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Residents,
Pagans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Isaac Hayes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Thompson Twins,
Bauhaus,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eli Mardock,
Yellowson,
Bootsy Collins,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Remains,
Funkadelic,
Black Moon,
Patti Smith,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.