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 Pakistan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Youth Brigade 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Maleditus Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Outsiders,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Iggy Pop,
The Selecter,
Ronan,
Kenny Larkin,
Unrelated Segments,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sonic Youth,
Michelle Simonal,
Radio Birdman,
David Axelrod,
Morten Harket,
Andrew Hill,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bobby Byrd,
Quadrant,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pierre Henry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lalann,
Unwound,
Peter and Kerry,
The Moody Blues,
Scott Walker,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pussy Galore,
Main Source,
Warren Ellis,
Supertramp,
Television,
Section 25,
The Count Five,
Eve St. Jones,
Popol Vuh,
Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Associates,
Arcadia,
Maurizio,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Blake Baxter,
Wasted Youth,
Drexciya,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Slits,
Procol Harum,
B.T. Express,
Ohio Players,
Eden Ahbez,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cure,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gregory Isaacs,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.