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 Cuba and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar 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 Dennis Brown to the electroclash 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Absolute Body Control,
Lalann,
Icehouse,
Drexciya,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Inner City,
Bauhaus,
Sixth Finger,
Marc Almond,
Sugar Minott,
Harmonia,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rosa Yemen,
Suburban Knight,
Underground Resistance,
Unrelated Segments,
Gabor Szabo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Albert Ayler,
Roger Hodgson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scientists,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Offenders,
The Electric Prunes,
John Cale,
The Flesh Eaters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Alison Limerick,
Nik Kershaw,
Deakin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Skatalites,
Quadrant,
The Slits,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aaron Thompson,
F. McDonald,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aloha Tigers,
Robert Wyatt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kaleidoscope,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wings,
Soul Sonic Force,
Robert Hood,
Eric Dolphy,
Minny Pops,
Peter & Gordon,
Metal Thangz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Model 500,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultravox,
Moss Icon,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.