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 Eritrea and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bobby Womack to the techno 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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Josef K,
Q and Not U,
Bronski Beat,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Terrestrial Tones,
Roxy Music,
a-ha,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Walker Brothers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
B.T. Express,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ituana,
R.M.O.,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scan 7,
Crooked Eye,
The New Christs,
One Last Wish,
Joyce Sims,
Joe Finger,
E-Dancer,
Joy Division,
The Standells,
Anthony Braxton,
The Durutti Column,
Byron Stingily,
Tommy Roe,
Audionom,
the Sonics,
The Beau Brummels,
Black Sheep,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Selecter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sight & Sound,
Underground Resistance,
The Dead C,
Eric Copeland,
Make Up,
Excepter,
Public Enemy,
Trumans Water,
Severed Heads,
Joensuu 1685,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soulsonic Force,
The Kinks,
D'Angelo,
Popol Vuh,
Angry Samoans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dead Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.