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 Uganda and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Altered Images to the dance 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
The Skatalites,
Japan,
U.S. Maple,
Gastr Del Sol,
EPMD,
8 Eyed Spy,
Albert Ayler,
Roy Ayers,
Warsaw,
Rekid,
World's Most,
Sugar Minott,
Radiopuhelimet,
Country Teasers,
Connie Case,
Swell Maps,
Arthur Verocai,
The Last Poets,
Bronski Beat,
Masters at Work,
Eric Copeland,
Siglo XX,
Aaron Thompson,
The Cure,
The Beau Brummels,
Adolescents,
One Last Wish,
Monks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lindisfarne,
Supertramp,
Joe Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ituana,
The United States of America,
Minor Threat,
Gerry Rafferty,
Graham Central Station,
F. McDonald,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Lydon,
Carl Craig,
Scientists,
Pharoah Sanders,
48th St. Collective,
Darondo,
Barbara Tucker,
Fad Gadget,
Scion,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tommy Roe,
Janne Schatter,
ABBA,
The Sound,
Babytalk,
Rakim,
Cybotron,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.