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 South Africa and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the electroclash 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
John Coltrane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Black Dice,
In Retrospect,
Ituana,
Jacob Miller,
Animal Collective,
Davy DMX,
10cc,
The Busters,
Los Fastidios,
Echospace,
Prince Buster,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dawn Penn,
Monks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Agent Orange,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rapeman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lucky Dragons,
Zero Boys,
June Days,
Pulsallama,
The Cramps,
DNA,
Iggy Pop,
Byron Stingily,
Amazonics,
D'Angelo,
Mo-Dettes,
Franke,
The Mojo Men,
Index,
Dennis Brown,
The Golliwogs,
The Barracudas,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The American Breed,
Michelle Simonal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tubeway Army,
This Heat,
The Slackers,
Albert Ayler,
B.T. Express,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tres Demented,
The Real Kids,
Eden Ahbez,
Blake Baxter,
Minny Pops,
Magazine,
Dead Boys,
the Human League,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Henry Cow,
Siglo XX,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.