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 Luxembourg and from Jakarta.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Sixth Finger to the funk 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soulsonic Force,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suburban Knight,
Wolf Eyes,
Eve St. Jones,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nik Kershaw,
a-ha,
DNA,
cv313,
Sun Ra,
Flamin' Groovies,
FM Einheit,
John Coltrane,
Technova,
Cecil Taylor,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rakim,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Matthew Halsall,
Pierre Henry,
Stereo Dub,
Sparks,
K-Klass,
The Grass Roots,
Fatback Band,
The Invisible,
Laurel Aitken,
Michelle Simonal,
Alice Coltrane,
Vladislav Delay,
Von Mondo,
Junior Murvin,
The Skatalites,
Babytalk,
The Five Americans,
Skriet,
Delta 5,
Kenny Larkin,
Jeff Lynne,
Johnny Clarke,
The Litter,
UT,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rapeman,
L. Decosne,
Peter and Kerry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Prince Buster,
8 Eyed Spy,
Donald Byrd,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
U.S. Maple,
Das Ding,
Alison Limerick,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.