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 Spain and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum 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 The Evens to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Japan,
Essential Logic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nik Kershaw,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Pus,
Sonic Youth,
Wire,
Nick Fraelich,
Stetsasonic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Grauzone,
Suburban Knight,
Cal Tjader,
Sonny Sharrock,
Godley & Creme,
Robert Hood,
DJ Sneak,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gong,
Davy DMX,
Schoolly D,
The Music Machine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yellowson,
Junior Murvin,
The Sound,
Brothers Johnson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Donald Byrd,
Glenn Branca,
Rites of Spring,
Echospace,
The Saints,
Duran Duran,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The J.B.'s,
The Barracudas,
The United States of America,
Thee Headcoats,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
U.S. Maple,
Derrick Morgan,
Khruangbin,
Ice-T,
Minnie Riperton,
Metal Thangz,
MC5,
Trumans Water,
Eli Mardock,
The Trojans,
Faust,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soulsonic Force,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sparks,
Warren Ellis,
David Bowie,
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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.