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 Congo and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sight & Sound to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Jandek,
Skriet,
Nick Fraelich,
The Blackbyrds,
Wasted Youth,
Theoretical Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jawbox,
One Last Wish,
The Wake,
Joe Finger,
Sparks,
The Mojo Men,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pantaleimon,
The Associates,
Alison Limerick,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Youth Brigade,
EPMD,
Brick,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nico,
DJ Sneak,
Lower 48,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sugar Minott,
Jesper Dahlback,
Al Stewart,
Prince Buster,
UT,
F. McDonald,
Vainqueur,
Easy Going,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Zeros,
Anakelly,
MDC,
Subhumans,
Soft Machine,
Inner City,
Robert Görl,
Bill Near,
The Knickerbockers,
The Happenings,
Newcleus,
Gong,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Stooges,
D'Angelo,
Pulsallama,
Idris Muhammad,
Basic Channel,
CMW,
Half Japanese,
Thompson Twins,
Yazoo,
The Monks,
Kas Product,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.