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 Mauritania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the jazz 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Letta Mbulu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Searchers,
The Techniques,
The Evens,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nik Kershaw,
Suicide,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swell Maps,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Smoke,
Alton Ellis,
Whodini,
Nils Olav,
Bizarre Inc.,
Second Layer,
Stockholm Monsters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultra Naté,
David Axelrod,
Wire,
Massinfluence,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grauzone,
Donald Byrd,
Gang Gang Dance,
Icehouse,
Toni Rubio,
Clear Light,
PIL,
Section 25,
Banda Bassotti,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scientists,
Barbara Tucker,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Sherman,
UT,
Sound Behaviour,
the Association,
Swans,
Stereo Dub,
The Fugs,
Soft Machine,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gap Band,
The Standells,
K-Klass,
Surgeon,
The Monochrome Set,
Flash Fearless,
Faraquet,
Don Cherry,
ABBA,
EPMD,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Sonics,
Mark Hollis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.