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 Jamaica and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sight & Sound to the rap 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
The Birthday Party,
Jesper Dahlback,
Maleditus Sound,
Roy Ayers,
Swell Maps,
Black Flag,
Soul Sonic Force,
Danielle Patucci,
Ice-T,
Kerrie Biddell,
Von Mondo,
Joy Division,
FM Einheit,
Tim Buckley,
Half Japanese,
Slick Rick,
cv313,
Henry Cow,
Kurtis Blow,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Victims,
The Invisible,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Green,
K-Klass,
Adolescents,
Nirvana,
Gichy Dan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Visage,
Carl Craig,
Radiopuhelimet,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Underground Resistance,
Kas Product,
Ituana,
Matthew Halsall,
Little Man,
Nas,
The Moleskins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pantaleimon,
Rotary Connection,
Chrome,
Tommy Roe,
Iggy Pop,
The Skatalites,
Stockholm Monsters,
U.S. Maple,
The American Breed,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The New Christs,
Bang On A Can,
Neu!,
The Divine Comedy,
the Sonics,
Kerri Chandler,
Excepter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.