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 Guatemala and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Stockholm Monsters to the dance 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare,
The Gun Club,
Absolute Body Control,
R.M.O.,
Kaleidoscope,
Barbara Tucker,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mantronix,
James White and The Blacks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Vogues,
Pharoah Sanders,
Underground Resistance,
E-Dancer,
Trumans Water,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Heaven 17,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Faust,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brass Construction,
Lightning Bolt,
Zapp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mo-Dettes,
H. Thieme,
Boredoms,
The Stooges,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sexual Harrassment,
Deakin,
The Velvet Underground,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barrington Levy,
The Red Krayola,
Sugar Minott,
The Dirtbombs,
Television Personalities,
Qualms,
Livin' Joy,
Pagans,
Adolescents,
Anakelly,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Faraquet,
Black Flag,
Rosa Yemen,
Soulsonic Force,
10cc,
The Count Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Shoche,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marine Girls,
The Walker Brothers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Schoolly D,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.