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 Bahamas and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Holger Czukay 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the grime 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Fela Kuti,
Peter & Gordon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Neon Judgement,
Bad Manners,
Can,
Drive Like Jehu,
Animal Collective,
B.T. Express,
The Dirtbombs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nas,
Angry Samoans,
Quadrant,
Hasil Adkins,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Skatalites,
The Walker Brothers,
Pierre Henry,
Flash Fearless,
Dennis Brown,
Excepter,
Grey Daturas,
Y Pants,
Chris & Cosey,
Kurtis Blow,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Junior Murvin,
Donny Hathaway,
Alphaville,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barry Ungar,
Aswad,
Public Enemy,
Pantytec,
Leonard Cohen,
Oblivians,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scion,
The Grass Roots,
Television Personalities,
Rufus Thomas,
Man Parrish,
Marine Girls,
The Young Rascals,
Eddi Front,
Visage,
DJ Sneak,
Sun Ra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vainqueur,
Youth Brigade,
Lou Christie,
Eli Mardock,
Minnie Riperton,
Jawbox,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.