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 Ethiopia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Stetsasonic to the grime 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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Alton Ellis,
Lyres,
The Remains,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jerry's Kids,
The Pop Group,
Popol Vuh,
Lucky Dragons,
Circle Jerks,
These Immortal Souls,
Stereo Dub,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Five Americans,
Silicon Teens,
Cameo,
The Fire Engines,
Nick Fraelich,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Essential Logic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Swell Maps,
Crash Course in Science,
James White and The Blacks,
Unrelated Segments,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joyce Sims,
Rakim,
Half Japanese,
Moby Grape,
Zero Boys,
R.M.O.,
The Slackers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mantronix,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wings,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Count Five,
The Sonics,
Radio Birdman,
Althea and Donna,
Deakin,
The Neon Judgement,
Alison Limerick,
Kerrie Biddell,
Animal Collective,
Liliput,
Gerry Rafferty,
DNA,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Flag,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moss Icon,
The Star Department,
Depeche Mode,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.