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 Chile and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cameo to the grime 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
In Retrospect,
Lungfish,
T.S.O.L.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Reuben Wilson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Public Enemy,
Pantytec,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yaz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Womack,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Junior Murvin,
The Index,
Prince Buster,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Moon,
Max Romeo,
Jandek,
The Sonics,
The Flesh Eaters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Normal,
Susan Cadogan,
Scratch Acid,
Magma,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scan 7,
The Residents,
Black Flag,
Iggy Pop,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Minor Threat,
Kas Product,
Joensuu 1685,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Soft Cell,
The Zeros,
the Germs,
the Sonics,
Eric Copeland,
Icehouse,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter and Kerry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alison Limerick,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Electric Prunes,
The Searchers,
Yazoo,
John Foxx,
Graham Central Station,
Severed Heads,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.