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 Spain 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Grandmaster Flash to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
The Last Poets,
Smog,
Scion,
Accadde A,
Bootsy Collins,
K-Klass,
Pet Shop Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Boogie Down Productions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ludus,
Sam Rivers,
Bauhaus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Victims,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agent Orange,
Shoche,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Kinks,
Gang Starr,
Camouflage,
The Selecter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Saccharine Trust,
EPMD,
Barbara Tucker,
Barry Ungar,
The Remains,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Stereo Dub,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Detroit Cobras,
Flash Fearless,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Terry Callier,
Dave Gahan,
the Sonics,
Whodini,
Yaz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siglo XX,
Sonic Youth,
The Grass Roots,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Absolute Body Control,
Scan 7,
Steve Hackett,
Urselle,
Neil Young,
Kevin Saunderson,
Funkadelic,
Jeff Mills,
Glenn Branca,
The Evens,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Y Pants,
Andrew Hill,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.