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 Maldives and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Technova to the rock 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Eric Dolphy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
Albert Ayler,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ice-T,
Blossom Toes,
MC5,
CMW,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Anthony Braxton,
Ultra Naté,
The J.B.'s,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Moon,
World's Most,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rapeman,
The Blackbyrds,
Nirvana,
Siglo XX,
Arcadia,
The Index,
PIL,
Gang Gang Dance,
Todd Terry,
Idris Muhammad,
Liliput,
Lower 48,
Newcleus,
Amon Düül,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Leaves,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jesper Dahlback,
David McCallum,
a-ha,
The Divine Comedy,
Arthur Verocai,
The Neon Judgement,
Subhumans,
Funky Four + One,
Black Sheep,
John Foxx,
In Retrospect,
Adolescents,
Moby Grape,
Stiv Bators,
Mad Mike,
Pulsallama,
Roy Ayers,
The Toasters,
Hasil Adkins,
Intrusion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.