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 United States and from Stockholm.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Soul II Soul to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
The Monochrome Set,
The Happenings,
Hot Snakes,
Index,
Grey Daturas,
T. Rex,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fatback Band,
Donald Byrd,
E-Dancer,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hoover,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Animal Collective,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visage,
Pussy Galore,
Don Cherry,
Howard Jones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jerry's Kids,
Maleditus Sound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crooked Eye,
Fear,
The Fire Engines,
Rapeman,
Idris Muhammad,
Half Japanese,
Barry Ungar,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Angels of Light,
Khruangbin,
The Young Rascals,
Average White Band,
Cluster,
Massinfluence,
Youth Brigade,
Scion,
Pagans,
Nation of Ulysses,
DNA,
the Sonics,
Jacques Brel,
The Busters,
Wasted Youth,
The American Breed,
Patti Smith,
kango's stein massive,
Yazoo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pere Ubu,
Main Source,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fall,
the Normal,
Amazonics,
Funkadelic,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.