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 Turkey and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Portland.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ronnie Foster to the grime 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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
The Cowsills,
kango's stein massive,
Buzzcocks,
Barbara Tucker,
Alphaville,
The Martian,
Intrusion,
Drexciya,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television,
Yaz,
The Star Department,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Pop Group,
Babytalk,
OOIOO,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül II,
Rotary Connection,
Flash Fearless,
Funkadelic,
Schoolly D,
the Association,
Ornette Coleman,
Sugar Minott,
Section 25,
Depeche Mode,
B.T. Express,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Colin Newman,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ronnie Foster,
Matthew Bourne,
John Cale,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Lydon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
David Bowie,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scientists,
The Divine Comedy,
Peter & Gordon,
Prince Buster,
Urselle,
Bang On A Can,
Soft Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Porter Ricks,
Visage,
Infiniti,
The Toasters,
Oneida,
Q and Not U,
Slick Rick,
the Human League,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.