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 Malta and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Boogie Down Productions to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eddi Front,
Rapeman,
Bluetip,
The Evens,
Matthew Bourne,
Bauhaus,
One Last Wish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Swell Maps,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Mummies,
The Leaves,
David Axelrod,
Moebius,
Ten City,
The Doobie Brothers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Robert Hood,
Von Mondo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lightning Bolt,
Derrick May,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed,
Eric Copeland,
Accadde A,
The Fortunes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Connie Case,
Sexual Harrassment,
China Crisis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rufus Thomas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Carl Craig,
Tubeway Army,
Anthony Braxton,
Joe Finger,
Dark Day,
Absolute Body Control,
Gang Starr,
Infiniti,
Pierre Henry,
The Red Krayola,
Pagans,
Half Japanese,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sight & Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Radiopuhelimet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Terry Callier,
The United States of America,
Harmonia,
Eurythmics,
Roxette,
Technova,
Arthur Verocai,
Jawbox,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.