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 Rwanda and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag 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 funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Model 500,
Mo-Dettes,
Marc Almond,
Throbbing Gristle,
Minny Pops,
Sun City Girls,
Soft Cell,
Deakin,
The Victims,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crime,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter & Gordon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eli Mardock,
The Invisible,
Colin Newman,
Joey Negro,
Liliput,
Gil Scott Heron,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Byrd,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The J.B.'s,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobby Sherman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Talk Talk,
Wasted Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Au Pairs,
James White and The Blacks,
Bootsy Collins,
Junior Murvin,
Maurizio,
Boogie Down Productions,
Second Layer,
Funky Four + One,
Jeff Mills,
Gabor Szabo,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Görl,
Brass Construction,
Soft Machine,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Negative Approach,
Albert Ayler,
Infiniti,
The Misunderstood,
Reuben Wilson,
Freddie Wadling,
Kerri Chandler,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scion,
Juan Atkins,
Radiohead,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.