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 Liberia and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Monolake to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Green,
The Fire Engines,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Wyatt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alton Ellis,
Neu!,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nik Kershaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
Main Source,
Joensuu 1685,
Crime,
Schoolly D,
Ludus,
X-Ray Spex,
Connie Case,
One Last Wish,
EPMD,
Niagra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gabor Szabo,
The Blues Magoos,
Stetsasonic,
Cluster,
Al Stewart,
John Foxx,
Carl Craig,
The Last Poets,
The Selecter,
John Cale,
Hashim,
Marine Girls,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ice-T,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Human League,
Joy Division,
Inner City,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Victims,
Eli Mardock,
Lucky Dragons,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fortunes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Robert Görl,
Ohio Players,
Aaron Thompson,
Lou Christie,
Minny Pops,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Sheep,
Hardrive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rufus Thomas,
Deepchord,
Arab on Radar,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.