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 Nicaragua and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 Newcleus to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Public Enemy,
kango's stein massive,
Vainqueur,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Anakelly,
The Star Department,
Quantec,
The Gories,
Patti Smith,
Eric Dolphy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Stetsasonic,
Fat Boys,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Derrick Morgan,
Chrome,
Rufus Thomas,
Gong,
Groovy Waters,
Zapp,
Agitation Free,
Chris & Cosey,
La Düsseldorf,
The Victims,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Thee Headcoats,
Tim Buckley,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Stereo Dub,
Rod Modell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Los Fastidios,
Hashim,
Easy Going,
Blancmange,
Subhumans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Model 500,
Janne Schatter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Monks,
Amon Düül,
Lou Christie,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
The Gladiators,
Joyce Sims,
the Germs,
Main Source,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The J.B.'s,
Crash Course in Science,
Andrew Hill,
Kas Product,
Brick,
Basic Channel,
Henry Cow,
Von Mondo,
The Remains,
Brothers Johnson,
Japan,
Boredoms,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.