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 Romania and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 Nick Fraelich to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mo-Dettes,
Connie Case,
Stereo Dub,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Idris Muhammad,
Dark Day,
kango's stein massive,
Boz Scaggs,
The Smoke,
Ralphi Rosario,
Susan Cadogan,
Animal Collective,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Niagra,
the Association,
Andrew Hill,
KRS-One,
Fear,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric Copeland,
The Dave Clark Five,
Supertramp,
Cluster,
The Birthday Party,
The Moody Blues,
Accadde A,
Sam Rivers,
The Evens,
Brothers Johnson,
Fela Kuti,
Minnie Riperton,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Beau Brummels,
Rosa Yemen,
Nico,
Tears for Fears,
Goldenarms,
Sixth Finger,
Ohio Players,
The Smiths,
The Young Rascals,
Eric B and Rakim,
Massinfluence,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
8 Eyed Spy,
Audionom,
Pagans,
Nick Fraelich,
The Tremeloes,
Pole,
Ultimate Spinach,
Janne Schatter,
The Stooges,
Qualms,
Gang Green,
Japan,
The Divine Comedy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Saints,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.