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 Liberia and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sister Nancy to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
New York Dolls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gichy Dan,
Jeff Lynne,
The Neon Judgement,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sound Behaviour,
Country Teasers,
Matthew Halsall,
The Modern Lovers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skaos,
Monolake,
Rapeman,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Simply Red,
Bauhaus,
The Pop Group,
cv313,
EPMD,
Amon Düül II,
Ronnie Foster,
Nick Fraelich,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cluster,
Idris Muhammad,
Joensuu 1685,
Dawn Penn,
Scan 7,
Stetsasonic,
Aloha Tigers,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Busters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Outsiders,
The Litter,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang Green,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
A Certain Ratio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lakeside,
James White and The Blacks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Masters at Work,
Darondo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cameo,
Gil Scott Heron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Bar-Kays,
Grey Daturas,
Gregory Isaacs,
OOIOO,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Adolescents,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.