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 Mali and from Stockholm.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 The Real Kids to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
10cc,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marmalade,
Albert Ayler,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soul Sonic Force,
Oblivians,
Todd Terry,
Camouflage,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fortunes,
Lou Christie,
Tim Buckley,
Underground Resistance,
The Count Five,
Cybotron,
The Victims,
PIL,
Godley & Creme,
Donald Byrd,
Steve Hackett,
Scrapy,
Soulsonic Force,
Circle Jerks,
The Names,
Masters at Work,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skarface,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Electric Prunes,
Darondo,
Oneida,
The Knickerbockers,
Negative Approach,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gregory Isaacs,
ABC,
Jacob Miller,
DJ Style,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Kaleidoscope,
Porter Ricks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Newcleus,
Eve St. Jones,
The Sonics,
Lindisfarne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The United States of America,
K-Klass,
Ronnie Foster,
John Holt,
Minnie Riperton,
Ten City,
Monks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scion,
FM Einheit,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.