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 Slovenia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Todd Terry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Tomorrow,
Judy Mowatt,
Stockholm Monsters,
Visage,
The Searchers,
The Trojans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pagans,
Nick Fraelich,
Das Ding,
Stetsasonic,
X-101,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neil Young,
The Tremeloes,
Symarip,
Desert Stars,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barry Ungar,
Brand Nubian,
Faust,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Todd Terry,
B.T. Express,
Donny Hathaway,
Johnny Osbourne,
Q65,
Howard Jones,
Theoretical Girls,
JFA,
kango's stein massive,
Stiv Bators,
The Blues Magoos,
Gichy Dan,
Angry Samoans,
Royal Trux,
Ronnie Foster,
Subhumans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Moby Grape,
Joe Smooth,
Von Mondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aaron Thompson,
Electric Prunes,
Chris & Cosey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Black Sheep,
Motorama,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Moleskins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Steve Hackett,
Sun Ra,
Liliput,
Curtis Mayfield,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.