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 Germany and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DJ Sneak,
Eden Ahbez,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joe Finger,
Stiv Bators,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chris Corsano,
kango's stein massive,
The Index,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gichy Dan,
Matthew Halsall,
Sunsets and Hearts,
H. Thieme,
The Fall,
Joensuu 1685,
Boz Scaggs,
The Angels of Light,
FM Einheit,
Cecil Taylor,
Radiohead,
The Golliwogs,
Jeff Mills,
Godley & Creme,
Agitation Free,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Can,
Blake Baxter,
The Zeros,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bad Manners,
Deakin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Prince Buster,
Symarip,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stetsasonic,
The Grass Roots,
Amazonics,
Metal Thangz,
Ten City,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Pretty Things,
The Techniques,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jacob Miller,
The J.B.'s,
Pussy Galore,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mars,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Byrd,
Cheater Slicks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Niagra,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.