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 France and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Tubeway Army to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Bluetip,
The Dave Clark Five,
Faraquet,
Silicon Teens,
The Gladiators,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amazonics,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gories,
Henry Cow,
June Days,
Banda Bassotti,
Jerry's Kids,
Arthur Verocai,
Barrington Levy,
The Smiths,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soft Machine,
Oneida,
Sight & Sound,
Supertramp,
Ronan,
The Birthday Party,
Country Teasers,
Suicide,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jawbox,
Little Man,
Radio Birdman,
The Five Americans,
Dark Day,
Ronnie Foster,
Make Up,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pantaleimon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Human League,
World's Most,
Y Pants,
The Zeros,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deadbeat,
Jeff Lynne,
The Techniques,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter & Gordon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stockholm Monsters,
JFA,
Idris Muhammad,
The Monochrome Set,
Cal Tjader,
Todd Terry,
Blake Baxter,
Spandau Ballet,
Dual Sessions,
kango's stein massive,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.