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 Nauru and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
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 oboe 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 Chris & Cosey to the funk 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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Archie Shepp,
Soft Cell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Martian,
Yellowson,
Siglo XX,
Symarip,
Livin' Joy,
Marmalade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Skatalites,
The Gun Club,
Gang Starr,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rapeman,
The Names,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minutemen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marcia Griffiths,
Crispy Ambulance,
Moebius,
Alton Ellis,
Excepter,
LL Cool J,
Basic Channel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Banda Bassotti,
Hashim,
Morten Harket,
Sarah Menescal,
FM Einheit,
The Fuzztones,
Rhythm & Sound,
Schoolly D,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Piero Umiliani,
Ronnie Foster,
The Knickerbockers,
DJ Style,
The Monks,
cv313,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Evens,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Harmonia,
Flipper,
Tommy Roe,
H. Thieme,
Eric B and Rakim,
Funky Four + One,
Arcadia,
Eddi Front,
Stiv Bators,
Gong,
Eve St. Jones,
The Pretty Things,
Country Teasers,
Todd Terry,
Franke,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.