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 Greece and from Johannesburg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 a-ha to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Ludus,
Eden Ahbez,
the Bar-Kays,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Archie Shepp,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Sherman,
Camouflage,
Surgeon,
Fela Kuti,
Joe Finger,
The Residents,
R.M.O.,
Stetsasonic,
The Tremeloes,
X-102,
Mad Mike,
The Last Poets,
Shuggie Otis,
The Stooges,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Gories,
Crash Course in Science,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Womack,
Nas,
Amon Düül II,
The Gun Club,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Drexciya,
Kayak,
Kenny Larkin,
Television,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultravox,
Index,
ABC,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skaos,
The Techniques,
Ultra Naté,
Marine Girls,
Second Layer,
Make Up,
Kurtis Blow,
Kas Product,
Mary Jane Girls,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Smoke,
Rufus Thomas,
Iggy Pop,
Roy Ayers,
Bush Tetras,
The Litter,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Section 25,
Boz Scaggs,
Ronnie Foster,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.