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 Niger and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Aswad to the techno 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
The Searchers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Colin Newman,
Janne Schatter,
Todd Terry,
Pylon,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fire Engines,
Rekid,
Judy Mowatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Reagan Youth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Basic Channel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Deakin,
Flash Fearless,
The Fall,
Bill Near,
Davy DMX,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blossom Toes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Infiniti,
Gabor Szabo,
The Moleskins,
Con Funk Shun,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Stooges,
Inner City,
Wasted Youth,
Excepter,
10cc,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Agent Orange,
Theoretical Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
Joey Negro,
Trumans Water,
Roxette,
Blancmange,
AZ,
Hoover,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skaos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Metal Thangz,
Soft Cell,
Black Flag,
Quadrant,
Pussy Galore,
Scion,
Depeche Mode,
The Gladiators,
Tommy Roe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.