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 Slovakia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare 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 Rapeman to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Prince Buster,
One Last Wish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Talk Talk,
Ultimate Spinach,
Slave,
Davy DMX,
Young Marble Giants,
Schoolly D,
New York Dolls,
Sex Pistols,
Main Source,
Rod Modell,
Minor Threat,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wally Richardson,
Swans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Zapp,
Cybotron,
The Techniques,
The Fall,
The Remains,
The Selecter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bad Manners,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aswad,
June Days,
Sun Ra,
Lee Hazlewood,
Harpers Bizarre,
Man Parrish,
Urselle,
Donny Hathaway,
New Order,
Funky Four + One,
Black Bananas,
The Gladiators,
Blossom Toes,
Gang Green,
Isaac Hayes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
The Dave Clark Five,
Shoche,
Thompson Twins,
Soft Machine,
Public Enemy,
Wings,
Boogie Down Productions,
Magazine,
UT,
Marmalade,
Quantec,
Ultra Naté,
Ohio Players,
Surgeon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yusef Lateef,
Bauhaus,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.