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 Grenada and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lebanon Hanover to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Masters at Work,
The Martian,
Hoover,
The Searchers,
Crooked Eye,
Infiniti,
Aaron Thompson,
The Doors,
Wings,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Residents,
Janne Schatter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
K-Klass,
Jimmy McGriff,
Letta Mbulu,
Anakelly,
Accadde A,
Essential Logic,
David Bowie,
DJ Style,
Liliput,
The Velvet Underground,
X-102,
Y Pants,
John Cale,
Max Romeo,
Marvin Gaye,
The Vogues,
The Smoke,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eve St. Jones,
Peter and Kerry,
Barry Ungar,
Negative Approach,
Stockholm Monsters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cramps,
Pet Shop Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Faust,
the Bar-Kays,
The Victims,
Brick,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Index,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fugs,
E-Dancer,
Massinfluence,
Sparks,
Spandau Ballet,
MC5,
The Gun Club,
Mary Jane Girls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.