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 Brazil and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the electroclash 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radiohead,
Marcia Griffiths,
Altered Images,
Steve Hackett,
Mandrill,
Delta 5,
Ituana,
Section 25,
Eddi Front,
Rakim,
Glenn Branca,
Can,
Jacques Brel,
Whodini,
The Black Dice,
Rosa Yemen,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Infiniti,
Iggy Pop,
Rotary Connection,
Soul II Soul,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
H. Thieme,
Bobby Womack,
The Gun Club,
Black Pus,
Dorothy Ashby,
Black Flag,
Sex Pistols,
Accadde A,
The Five Americans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Golliwogs,
Mission of Burma,
Al Stewart,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alice Coltrane,
Althea and Donna,
Negative Approach,
The Seeds,
Interpol,
Deepchord,
Peter and Kerry,
DJ Sneak,
Half Japanese,
The Martian,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Youth Brigade,
Sunsets and Hearts,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Busters,
The Index,
Alphaville,
Gang of Four,
Echospace,
The Angels of Light,
Flash Fearless,
New York Dolls,
Morten Harket,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.