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 Libya and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Cale to the disco 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ten City,
Flash Fearless,
The American Breed,
Harmonia,
JFA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Warren Ellis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cheater Slicks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bad Manners,
Monolake,
Goldenarms,
Josef K,
Iggy Pop,
Rufus Thomas,
the Sonics,
kango's stein massive,
Moby Grape,
Scott Walker,
Slave,
Ponytail,
Carl Craig,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soul II Soul,
Deakin,
The Red Krayola,
Shuggie Otis,
Los Fastidios,
Crispy Ambulance,
Judy Mowatt,
Brick,
U.S. Maple,
The Walker Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Freddie Wadling,
Delta 5,
Harpers Bizarre,
Maurizio,
The Litter,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Vogues,
Guru Guru,
Bill Near,
David McCallum,
The Gories,
Archie Shepp,
the Swans,
Camouflage,
Ralphi Rosario,
Simply Red,
John Coltrane,
Lungfish,
Connie Case,
Hashim,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.