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 the UAE and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Arthur Verocai to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Depeche Mode,
Kool Moe Dee,
Flash Fearless,
The Mojo Men,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ludus,
the Slits,
Sugar Minott,
The Angels of Light,
Eden Ahbez,
Icehouse,
Wolf Eyes,
Blancmange,
Deadbeat,
Urselle,
Boz Scaggs,
Q65,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Star Department,
Interpol,
The Gories,
Stockholm Monsters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Barbara Tucker,
DJ Style,
Tres Demented,
Wally Richardson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Country Teasers,
The Fire Engines,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scott Walker,
Maleditus Sound,
Althea and Donna,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Hood,
The Wake,
Dark Day,
Flipper,
Bobby Womack,
H. Thieme,
The Golliwogs,
Idris Muhammad,
Boredoms,
Fluxion,
Roger Hodgson,
Model 500,
Iggy Pop,
Sam Rivers,
Bush Tetras,
Intrusion,
Glenn Branca,
Sarah Menescal,
Moebius,
MDC,
Kerri Chandler,
Skaos,
Blossom Toes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.