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 Belgium and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare 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 Janne Schatter to the jazz 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
10cc,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dawn Penn,
John Cale,
Oneida,
Crash Course in Science,
Jacob Miller,
Chris & Cosey,
Kevin Saunderson,
Aloha Tigers,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gladiators,
Altered Images,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Saccharine Trust,
Gong,
Ituana,
Silicon Teens,
Shuggie Otis,
The Slackers,
The Motions,
Lucky Dragons,
Alice Coltrane,
the Association,
Yellowson,
Easy Going,
The Electric Prunes,
Jandek,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eurythmics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cameo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minor Threat,
The Pretty Things,
Kas Product,
Lyres,
Carl Craig,
Derrick Morgan,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
KRS-One,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fortunes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Monks,
Minnie Riperton,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tubeway Army,
The Saints,
Funkadelic,
The Angels of Light,
Archie Shepp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Bananas,
Janne Schatter,
Jeff Mills,
Zapp,
Camouflage,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.