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 Jamaica and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare 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 Black Moon to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Groovy Waters,
The Angels of Light,
Infiniti,
The Tremeloes,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Last Poets,
Lindisfarne,
Fela Kuti,
Pole,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Monochrome Set,
Carl Craig,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bronski Beat,
Ludus,
The Grass Roots,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lungfish,
Fluxion,
Yaz,
The Litter,
Junior Murvin,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Motions,
The Red Krayola,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Real Kids,
Nik Kershaw,
10cc,
Reuben Wilson,
Arcadia,
Jandek,
Gong,
Mad Mike,
Boredoms,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Idris Muhammad,
CMW,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kaleidoscope,
Godley & Creme,
Subhumans,
Neu!,
48th St. Collective,
Sister Nancy,
Mission of Burma,
Index,
Gerry Rafferty,
Slick Rick,
Derrick May,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter and Kerry,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bauhaus,
Jacob Miller,
The Black Dice,
Minutemen,
EPMD,
Pylon,
The Slackers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.