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 Gabon and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Minny Pops,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Soft Cell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marine Girls,
The Evens,
The Happenings,
Rotary Connection,
The Gories,
Boredoms,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
New Age Steppers,
Unwound,
Soft Machine,
Curtis Mayfield,
Donny Hathaway,
Minutemen,
Frankie Knuckles,
DJ Style,
Joe Finger,
Television,
Roxy Music,
Mark Hollis,
Deakin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Boogie Down Productions,
Colin Newman,
The Fire Engines,
Q65,
The Smoke,
Fad Gadget,
The Wake,
Davy DMX,
Con Funk Shun,
Prince Buster,
Blake Baxter,
Fluxion,
Gang Gang Dance,
Porter Ricks,
Eli Mardock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Janne Schatter,
Severed Heads,
Ronnie Foster,
Skarface,
Loose Ends,
Matthew Bourne,
Supertramp,
Big Daddy Kane,
Aswad,
The Invisible,
FM Einheit,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scratch Acid,
Glambeats Corp.,
Shuggie Otis,
Harmonia,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.