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 Maldives and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Litter. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Scratch Acid,
Loose Ends,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nils Olav,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Alarm Clocks,
Icehouse,
New York Dolls,
Crash Course in Science,
The Walker Brothers,
Suburban Knight,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bronski Beat,
The Happenings,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Slits,
Godley & Creme,
The Velvet Underground,
MC5,
DNA,
Johnny Osbourne,
Guru Guru,
Ronan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Five Americans,
UT,
Khruangbin,
Kool Moe Dee,
FM Einheit,
Davy DMX,
Royal Trux,
Lalann,
Yellowson,
Rosa Yemen,
ABBA,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wally Richardson,
The Neon Judgement,
Q and Not U,
Slick Rick,
Subhumans,
Tomorrow,
8 Eyed Spy,
Infiniti,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gang Green,
Marine Girls,
John Foxx,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ituana,
Lightning Bolt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dave Gahan,
Sugar Minott,
ABC,
The Doobie Brothers,
PIL,
Quando Quango,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.