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 Turkmenistan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dave Gahan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Don Cherry,
Tommy Roe,
Black Bananas,
Stereo Dub,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Zero Boys,
The Golliwogs,
Scrapy,
John Lydon,
Swans,
Donald Byrd,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Slits,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sonics,
The Grass Roots,
Hasil Adkins,
Sun City Girls,
Cluster,
Loose Ends,
Rod Modell,
Erykah Badu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The United States of America,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mo-Dettes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Erasure,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
World's Most,
Audionom,
Dual Sessions,
The Neon Judgement,
Steve Hackett,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sugar Minott,
L. Decosne,
Agent Orange,
Franke,
Marmalade,
Stockholm Monsters,
Moby Grape,
Aural Exciters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grauzone,
Wolf Eyes,
Hashim,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Flag,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gladiators,
The Leaves,
Crime,
Symarip,
Nik Kershaw,
Susan Cadogan,
One Last Wish,
Skarface,
Neil Young,
The Tremeloes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.