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 Austria and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet 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 Move to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Swell Maps,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Foxx,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Litter,
The Pretty Things,
AZ,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
The Saints,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cowsills,
Mad Mike,
Kerri Chandler,
Kenny Larkin,
Flash Fearless,
the Fania All-Stars,
Unwound,
Nico,
Gang Green,
Bill Wells,
Brothers Johnson,
Jawbox,
the Swans,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Black Bananas,
Section 25,
Little Man,
Heaven 17,
D'Angelo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Warren Ellis,
Matthew Halsall,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Khruangbin,
Sällskapet,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Dead C,
Frankie Knuckles,
Accadde A,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang Starr,
Average White Band,
Cymande,
The Slits,
Eric Copeland,
The Birthday Party,
Los Fastidios,
The Toasters,
Bobby Womack,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scan 7,
Avey Tare,
One Last Wish,
The Grass Roots,
Janne Schatter,
Simply Red,
Alison Limerick,
Lower 48,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.