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 Panama and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer 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 Youth Brigade to the dance 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Warren Ellis,
Joy Division,
Grauzone,
Crispy Ambulance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Animal Collective,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sex Pistols,
Andrew Hill,
Negative Approach,
Gang Starr,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Davy DMX,
Rapeman,
China Crisis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aaron Thompson,
Soulsonic Force,
Zero Boys,
Nico,
The Dead C,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Loose Ends,
The Black Dice,
cv313,
Dual Sessions,
Gregory Isaacs,
Parry Music,
Quadrant,
Soul II Soul,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lindisfarne,
Fluxion,
Talk Talk,
Moebius,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Beau Brummels,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gichy Dan,
The Pretty Things,
The Smoke,
Japan,
Nirvana,
Freddie Wadling,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lalann,
Roy Ayers,
Bobby Womack,
The American Breed,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Flash Fearless,
Silicon Teens,
Oblivians,
Sandy B,
Darondo,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cramps,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.