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 Morocco and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lungfish to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Saccharine Trust,
Maleditus Sound,
Ken Boothe,
The Durutti Column,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nico,
Rod Modell,
The Gap Band,
L. Decosne,
Joe Finger,
Morten Harket,
Hasil Adkins,
Monolake,
Niagra,
ABBA,
Visage,
Johnny Clarke,
Kool Moe Dee,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter & Gordon,
Faraquet,
The Monochrome Set,
Scrapy,
The Remains,
Swell Maps,
Circle Jerks,
Inner City,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oblivians,
The Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
Curtis Mayfield,
Radiopuhelimet,
Outsiders,
Underground Resistance,
Funkadelic,
Junior Murvin,
Ultravox,
Q and Not U,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Youth Brigade,
Wasted Youth,
Bill Near,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Sheep,
Fat Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cecil Taylor,
Robert Görl,
OOIOO,
DJ Style,
Colin Newman,
Boz Scaggs,
Slick Rick,
F. McDonald,
Jawbox,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.