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 Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Kool Moe Dee to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Black Moon,
Eddi Front,
Joensuu 1685,
Con Funk Shun,
X-102,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Happenings,
Q and Not U,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kerrie Biddell,
Masters at Work,
The Fall,
Porter Ricks,
Moby Grape,
Mary Jane Girls,
Crash Course in Science,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scan 7,
Monks,
Tres Demented,
The Cure,
The Golliwogs,
Joe Smooth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Matthew Halsall,
Clear Light,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Excepter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bluetip,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cybotron,
Hashim,
Bill Near,
Moss Icon,
The Busters,
Kaleidoscope,
Wings,
Gang of Four,
The Real Kids,
Byron Stingily,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minnie Riperton,
Japan,
The Selecter,
John Lydon,
Nas,
Jacques Brel,
Wally Richardson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Josef K,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Groovy Waters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Metal Thangz,
Negative Approach,
Subhumans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.