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 Comoros and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia 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 The Electric Prunes to the crunk 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Minutemen,
The Birthday Party,
Marine Girls,
Amon Düül II,
John Cale,
Dawn Penn,
X-101,
Blancmange,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
Dave Gahan,
Rekid,
Bobby Womack,
Average White Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick Morgan,
Nils Olav,
Cybotron,
Make Up,
The Smoke,
The Five Americans,
Country Teasers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Babytalk,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Q and Not U,
Depeche Mode,
Jacob Miller,
The Durutti Column,
Eddi Front,
Deadbeat,
Matthew Halsall,
Kaleidoscope,
Index,
The Alarm Clocks,
Theoretical Girls,
The Skatalites,
Eli Mardock,
Jesper Dahlback,
Negative Approach,
Second Layer,
Massinfluence,
In Retrospect,
The American Breed,
Kevin Saunderson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joey Negro,
Hashim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Judy Mowatt,
Derrick May,
Gichy Dan,
Bobby Sherman,
Bill Near,
Bobby Byrd,
Pierre Henry,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.