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 India and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Cairo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Birthday Party to the techno 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Sight & Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Byrd,
F. McDonald,
Flipper,
The Cowsills,
Soulsonic Force,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thompson Twins,
H. Thieme,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fall,
Dennis Brown,
Skriet,
The Techniques,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scrapy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joyce Sims,
Trumans Water,
Groovy Waters,
Roxy Music,
Crooked Eye,
Nico,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cameo,
Supertramp,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Television Personalities,
The Leaves,
AZ,
Prince Buster,
CMW,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Görl,
Zero Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Toasters,
Depeche Mode,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Siglo XX,
the Slits,
Basic Channel,
Matthew Bourne,
The Blues Magoos,
Pantytec,
DJ Sneak,
In Retrospect,
Symarip,
Pulsallama,
Loose Ends,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Matthew Halsall,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joensuu 1685,
JFA,
Aaron Thompson,
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.