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 Finland and from New York.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Oblivians to the electroclash 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Popol Vuh,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Johnny Clarke,
Skarface,
Qualms,
The Kinks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bush Tetras,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Womack,
The Buckinghams,
Eric Dolphy,
PIL,
The Invisible,
Electric Prunes,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Soft Cell,
The Flesh Eaters,
T. Rex,
Faraquet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sugar Minott,
Unwound,
Gerry Rafferty,
Quantec,
Sällskapet,
L. Decosne,
John Cale,
The Beau Brummels,
Wasted Youth,
the Germs,
The Standells,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
World's Most,
Freddie Wadling,
Ludus,
The Divine Comedy,
Barry Ungar,
The Residents,
kango's stein massive,
The Cramps,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
Young Marble Giants,
Juan Atkins,
Erasure,
The Fugs,
Delta 5,
The Velvet Underground,
Das Ding,
The Gladiators,
Pagans,
The Red Krayola,
Soul II Soul,
Moby Grape,
Alison Limerick,
The Techniques,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.