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 Canada and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the grunge 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cybotron,
The Evens,
Sällskapet,
Ronnie Foster,
The Searchers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ken Boothe,
Eric Dolphy,
Bang On A Can,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Raincoats,
Easy Going,
Black Moon,
Model 500,
These Immortal Souls,
Dark Day,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Malaria!,
Adolescents,
Harmonia,
Jeff Mills,
Leonard Cohen,
Schoolly D,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tres Demented,
The Tremeloes,
John Foxx,
The Beau Brummels,
Camberwell Now,
Symarip,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Whodini,
Grey Daturas,
Oblivians,
kango's stein massive,
KRS-One,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Spandau Ballet,
T. Rex,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Suicide,
the Soft Cell,
Robert Görl,
The Grass Roots,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Main Source,
Soulsonic Force,
Black Bananas,
Metal Thangz,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Minutemen,
Aaron Thompson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Five Americans,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.