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 Guyana and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 the Human League to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aswad,
Anakelly,
The Shadows of Knight,
Niagra,
Procol Harum,
Lightning Bolt,
Connie Case,
Tears for Fears,
The Cure,
Black Sheep,
June Days,
Monks,
Pylon,
Kerri Chandler,
Sonny Sharrock,
Blancmange,
Marc Almond,
Warren Ellis,
Eurythmics,
T.S.O.L.,
Babytalk,
The Vogues,
Index,
Pussy Galore,
The Toasters,
Flash Fearless,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radio Birdman,
Qualms,
The Slits,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rotary Connection,
UT,
The Angels of Light,
Smog,
Juan Atkins,
Johnny Clarke,
Yazoo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gories,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bush Tetras,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Normal,
Nils Olav,
Los Fastidios,
Eddi Front,
Joyce Sims,
Charles Mingus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scan 7,
Slick Rick,
Tres Demented,
8 Eyed Spy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Malaria!,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.