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 Laos and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Anakelly to the rap 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Kas Product,
Skriet,
Deadbeat,
Roy Ayers,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sixth Finger,
Altered Images,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boz Scaggs,
Hot Snakes,
Pagans,
Agitation Free,
Scientists,
Con Funk Shun,
Fela Kuti,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
ABBA,
Quantec,
Underground Resistance,
Gabor Szabo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Thee Headcoats,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Derrick May,
Alphaville,
Glenn Branca,
Harpers Bizarre,
A Certain Ratio,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dave Gahan,
Pylon,
Bobby Sherman,
Von Mondo,
Andrew Hill,
F. McDonald,
Joe Smooth,
In Retrospect,
the Association,
Yazoo,
Lakeside,
Porter Ricks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deepchord,
Metal Thangz,
Whodini,
Bob Dylan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pole,
Khruangbin,
Susan Cadogan,
cv313,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Misunderstood,
The Smoke,
Slick Rick,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.