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 Germany and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 DNA to the crunk 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Urselle,
Scott Walker,
Sex Pistols,
Traffic Nightmare,
Yazoo,
The Smiths,
Todd Rundgren,
Mad Mike,
The Slackers,
John Cale,
Shoche,
The Modern Lovers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Buckinghams,
Skarface,
Schoolly D,
The Blues Magoos,
Pagans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eli Mardock,
Marshall Jefferson,
CMW,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
FM Einheit,
Graham Central Station,
Donald Byrd,
The Trojans,
Reuben Wilson,
Tubeway Army,
The Smoke,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Echospace,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fortunes,
The Cramps,
Section 25,
the Slits,
Ornette Coleman,
Fatback Band,
Bush Tetras,
Max Romeo,
Hoover,
The Standells,
Jesper Dahlback,
Agent Orange,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oblivians,
MDC,
Cecil Taylor,
Spandau Ballet,
The Beau Brummels,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vainqueur,
Amon Düül II,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Dead C,
Royal Trux,
Chris Corsano,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.