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 Maldives and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 The Shadows of Knight to the dance 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '70s.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Yusef Lateef,
AZ,
Godley & Creme,
The Buckinghams,
Jeff Mills,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dawn Penn,
Essential Logic,
Joensuu 1685,
Blossom Toes,
Kenny Larkin,
Pierre Henry,
Mo-Dettes,
Hashim,
Pantaleimon,
Stetsasonic,
Isaac Hayes,
Kurtis Blow,
Anakelly,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cluster,
Lalo Schifrin,
Animal Collective,
Das Ding,
Ultra Naté,
Unwound,
Brand Nubian,
Archie Shepp,
Section 25,
John Coltrane,
Robert Hood,
X-101,
Gichy Dan,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Byrd,
Lucky Dragons,
Moss Icon,
Pantytec,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
The Dirtbombs,
Dark Day,
The Motions,
T. Rex,
David Axelrod,
Trumans Water,
Aloha Tigers,
Matthew Halsall,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Urselle,
Joey Negro,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Anthony Braxton,
Sex Pistols,
Juan Atkins,
Q and Not U,
Hasil Adkins,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.