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 France and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 Interpol to the jazz 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Aswad,
Kevin Saunderson,
Avey Tare,
New York Dolls,
Barry Ungar,
Gong,
The Vogues,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Freddie Wadling,
The Martian,
Qualms,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Star Department,
The Red Krayola,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Terry Callier,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lakeside,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Unwound,
Dorothy Ashby,
Prince Buster,
Tommy Roe,
Pharoah Sanders,
Circle Jerks,
Whodini,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sam Rivers,
Matthew Bourne,
Sound Behaviour,
Henry Cow,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Liliput,
Index,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tom Boy,
Silicon Teens,
Slave,
Alison Limerick,
L. Decosne,
Eli Mardock,
Sonic Youth,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bootsy Collins,
DNA,
Susan Cadogan,
The Real Kids,
Mary Jane Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pylon,
Lalann,
Schoolly D,
Clear Light,
Kool Moe Dee,
Desert Stars,
David McCallum,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.