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 Mauritania and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pierre Henry to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Sparks,
Ralphi Rosario,
T.S.O.L.,
The Raincoats,
Ken Boothe,
Aural Exciters,
PIL,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ronan,
Technova,
Crooked Eye,
The Birthday Party,
Scott Walker,
Danielle Patucci,
The Human League,
Steve Hackett,
Goldenarms,
Althea and Donna,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alphaville,
Jawbox,
Dawn Penn,
Echospace,
the Fania All-Stars,
Boz Scaggs,
Gabor Szabo,
Shoche,
Ornette Coleman,
Hardrive,
Depeche Mode,
Dave Gahan,
Alice Coltrane,
Tim Buckley,
Eden Ahbez,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Real Kids,
The Standells,
Pierre Henry,
Cameo,
John Foxx,
Tomorrow,
FM Einheit,
Kerrie Biddell,
Animal Collective,
ABBA,
Rapeman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Robert Görl,
Bush Tetras,
Nico,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alton Ellis,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Electric Prunes,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Misunderstood,
Magma,
The Index,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy Collins,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.