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 Bulgaria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Basic Channel to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Quadrant,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Albert Ayler,
The Count Five,
Trumans Water,
Robert Hood,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Barrington Levy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dual Sessions,
Matthew Bourne,
Cybotron,
Peter and Kerry,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soft Cell,
The Zeros,
Wire,
The Gladiators,
Grauzone,
Delta 5,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Panda Bear,
Niagra,
Cecil Taylor,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sight & Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Sheep,
Magma,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
AZ,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fuzztones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Oneida,
Dennis Brown,
Youth Brigade,
Pantytec,
Marine Girls,
Television,
Inner City,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Blues Magoos,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Trojans,
Altered Images,
Gang Green,
Fluxion,
MC5,
One Last Wish,
The Blackbyrds,
The Durutti Column,
Max Romeo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aswad,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.