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 Luxembourg and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Buzzcocks to the disco 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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
CMW,
Altered Images,
Brick,
Rakim,
Newcleus,
Wings,
Radio Birdman,
Los Fastidios,
Aswad,
Bobby Womack,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Vogues,
Animal Collective,
the Normal,
Scratch Acid,
Dead Boys,
Moebius,
Erasure,
Hashim,
KRS-One,
Marine Girls,
Nas,
The Motions,
MC5,
In Retrospect,
Roy Ayers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Simply Red,
H. Thieme,
The Gories,
The Move,
Davy DMX,
Reuben Wilson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
X-102,
The Pretty Things,
Grey Daturas,
Scott Walker,
Qualms,
Make Up,
Kaleidoscope,
Mad Mike,
Silicon Teens,
Juan Atkins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scientists,
Amazonics,
Skarface,
DJ Style,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jerry's Kids,
Judy Mowatt,
Camberwell Now,
Deepchord,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.