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 Mauritania and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Knickerbockers 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
cv313,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gun Club,
Drexciya,
Crime,
Cymande,
Davy DMX,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Steve Hackett,
Easy Going,
Television,
The Detroit Cobras,
Moss Icon,
Barry Ungar,
Brand Nubian,
Surgeon,
Icehouse,
Anakelly,
F. McDonald,
The Skatalites,
Negative Approach,
LL Cool J,
A Certain Ratio,
Ultimate Spinach,
Absolute Body Control,
Harry Pussy,
MC5,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Tropical Tobacco,
Youth Brigade,
Newcleus,
Little Man,
Eli Mardock,
Theoretical Girls,
ABC,
Ronnie Foster,
David Axelrod,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Das Ding,
Scan 7,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
KRS-One,
10cc,
Clear Light,
Josef K,
Duran Duran,
Derrick May,
The Misunderstood,
The Gap Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Model 500,
Goldenarms,
Fluxion,
Jacques Brel,
FM Einheit,
Sister Nancy,
The Doobie Brothers,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.