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 Senegal and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Todd Terry to the rock 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Faraquet,
Peter and Kerry,
Robert Wyatt,
Outsiders,
Althea and Donna,
Bill Wells,
Graham Central Station,
Letta Mbulu,
Kerri Chandler,
Wire,
Skriet,
Rapeman,
Tom Boy,
Avey Tare,
Derrick May,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
10cc,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marc Almond,
Television,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Half Japanese,
Charles Mingus,
The Beau Brummels,
Donald Byrd,
Lower 48,
Franke,
Massinfluence,
Oneida,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lightning Bolt,
Moby Grape,
Fatback Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Birthday Party,
Von Mondo,
The Barracudas,
MC5,
The Wake,
Alphaville,
Monks,
Maleditus Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pharoah Sanders,
Malaria!,
Black Pus,
Mars,
Au Pairs,
The Leaves,
Aaron Thompson,
Nirvana,
Man Eating Sloth,
Agitation Free,
Mark Hollis,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Cowsills,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.