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 Andorra and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Absolute Body Control to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Remains,
Swell Maps,
Q and Not U,
Ludus,
E-Dancer,
The Skatalites,
48th St. Collective,
Pantytec,
Sam Rivers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Misunderstood,
DJ Style,
Infiniti,
Donald Byrd,
Ultimate Spinach,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mandrill,
A Certain Ratio,
Kevin Saunderson,
Livin' Joy,
Buzzcocks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fat Boys,
Robert Hood,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cowsills,
PIL,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Theoretical Girls,
The Alarm Clocks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camouflage,
Section 25,
The American Breed,
Lalo Schifrin,
Idris Muhammad,
Metal Thangz,
The Count Five,
Jandek,
Soft Cell,
Moss Icon,
Joey Negro,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Selecter,
Nick Fraelich,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Half Japanese,
The Smiths,
Tommy Roe,
Dave Gahan,
Lalann,
Procol Harum,
X-Ray Spex,
Electric Prunes,
Don Cherry,
Technova,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amazonics,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.