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 Taiwan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 cv313 to the funk 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon 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 '80s 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 Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Deepchord,
Circle Jerks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sound Behaviour,
Outsiders,
Ohio Players,
Excepter,
Essential Logic,
Skaos,
The United States of America,
Dave Gahan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun Ra,
Franke,
The Dave Clark Five,
Unwound,
Ten City,
Q65,
The Music Machine,
Robert Hood,
Glambeats Corp.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Freddie Wadling,
Gastr Del Sol,
MDC,
Ken Boothe,
Flash Fearless,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moody Blues,
Howard Jones,
Cluster,
Black Flag,
Make Up,
Peter and Kerry,
Fear,
MC5,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
Patti Smith,
Marine Girls,
The Five Americans,
The Toasters,
The Knickerbockers,
Lakeside,
Derrick Morgan,
The Stooges,
Jandek,
Traffic Nightmare,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Copeland,
cv313,
8 Eyed Spy,
Slick Rick,
Anakelly,
Khruangbin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brand Nubian,
The Skatalites,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.