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 Iceland and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar 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 Maurizio to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Nils Olav,
Lakeside,
The Doors,
The Standells,
Pulsallama,
Sun Ra,
Arab on Radar,
Erykah Badu,
Zapp,
Ornette Coleman,
Tom Boy,
FM Einheit,
Anakelly,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fat Boys,
Crooked Eye,
Fear,
The Techniques,
Black Sheep,
Basic Channel,
Eddi Front,
Fatback Band,
Darondo,
Circle Jerks,
This Heat,
Ossler,
John Coltrane,
Altered Images,
Carl Craig,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Peter and Kerry,
John Holt,
10cc,
One Last Wish,
Terry Callier,
Bobby Sherman,
Cal Tjader,
Dave Gahan,
PIL,
Hot Snakes,
The Fall,
Country Joe & The Fish,
OOIOO,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aloha Tigers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Beau Brummels,
The Walker Brothers,
F. McDonald,
Lucky Dragons,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Icehouse,
T. Rex,
Mo-Dettes,
Television Personalities,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.