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 Chile and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Radiopuhelimet 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Pagans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Michelle Simonal,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Martian,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gap Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Dawn Penn,
Juan Atkins,
Trumans Water,
the Bar-Kays,
Intrusion,
Leonard Cohen,
Radio Birdman,
Liliput,
Nirvana,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Electric Prunes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lebanon Hanover,
Letta Mbulu,
Dave Gahan,
Arthur Verocai,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Idris Muhammad,
The Searchers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scion,
The Cowsills,
Cybotron,
Grey Daturas,
Surgeon,
Porter Ricks,
Judy Mowatt,
The Moody Blues,
AZ,
Television,
Altered Images,
Model 500,
Delta 5,
H. Thieme,
John Cale,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eddi Front,
Amon Düül,
Neil Young,
The Tremeloes,
The Remains,
Quando Quango,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Slackers,
The Knickerbockers,
Camouflage,
Erasure,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Move,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Cure,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.