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 Slovakia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer 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 Wolf Eyes to the punk 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 Searchers. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Erasure,
Tommy Roe,
Soul II Soul,
Sound Behaviour,
CMW,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mojo Men,
ABC,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sister Nancy,
The Gories,
Jerry's Kids,
The Pop Group,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gladiators,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Duran Duran,
Silicon Teens,
Todd Rundgren,
The Doors,
FM Einheit,
Delon & Dalcan,
Neil Young,
A Certain Ratio,
Soft Machine,
Excepter,
The Techniques,
Buzzcocks,
Aural Exciters,
Idris Muhammad,
The Black Dice,
Kas Product,
Outsiders,
Chrome,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ornette Coleman,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sam Rivers,
The Monochrome Set,
Barry Ungar,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hot Snakes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Average White Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Moby Grape,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cramps,
Trumans Water,
Gang Starr,
Pole,
Hardrive,
Inner City,
New Age Steppers,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.