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 Egypt and from New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Iggy Pop to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Wasted Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
Heaven 17,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Names,
Depeche Mode,
The Index,
the Slits,
Kenny Larkin,
Suburban Knight,
Can,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ponytail,
Aloha Tigers,
The J.B.'s,
Hoover,
Erykah Badu,
Bad Manners,
Barry Ungar,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Soft Cell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Boogie Down Productions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Cramps,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camouflage,
Soul II Soul,
U.S. Maple,
Nick Fraelich,
Little Man,
Television,
Rod Modell,
Accadde A,
Dawn Penn,
Bush Tetras,
Flipper,
Masters at Work,
T.S.O.L.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Saints,
Sonny Sharrock,
Country Teasers,
Thompson Twins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Delta 5,
Anakelly,
Godley & Creme,
Cluster,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Wire,
Bang On A Can,
Eric Copeland,
Sonic Youth,
The Blues Magoos,
Don Cherry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.