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 Bhutan and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Masters at Work to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wally Richardson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grauzone,
Sugar Minott,
Moss Icon,
Agitation Free,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Green,
Von Mondo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Drexciya,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mo-Dettes,
New York Dolls,
Yusef Lateef,
In Retrospect,
Jacob Miller,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lee Hazlewood,
Q and Not U,
Eric B and Rakim,
Donald Byrd,
Lower 48,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hasil Adkins,
Deadbeat,
Quantec,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Whodini,
Kurtis Blow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Donny Hathaway,
Pylon,
Joe Smooth,
Second Layer,
Slave,
Tim Buckley,
E-Dancer,
Black Pus,
Black Sheep,
Kas Product,
the Normal,
X-102,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Man Eating Sloth,
Little Man,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sound Behaviour,
The Selecter,
Y Pants,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Joyce Sims,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.