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 Somalia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ponytail to the grime 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donald Byrd,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
E-Dancer,
Oneida,
Bluetip,
Qualms,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flipper,
Glambeats Corp.,
Agent Orange,
Rod Modell,
Bill Wells,
MC5,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Pus,
The Skatalites,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Q65,
Arthur Verocai,
Yellowson,
Pagans,
Urselle,
The Golliwogs,
Brothers Johnson,
New York Dolls,
Janne Schatter,
AZ,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Connie Case,
L. Decosne,
Avey Tare,
Letta Mbulu,
Talk Talk,
Quando Quango,
Aswad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Motions,
Kerri Chandler,
B.T. Express,
The Human League,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Vladislav Delay,
Leonard Cohen,
The Star Department,
Ten City,
Rekid,
Sam Rivers,
Judy Mowatt,
Schoolly D,
The Moleskins,
the Association,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Q and Not U,
Saccharine Trust,
Index,
Accadde A,
The Zeros,
Nirvana,
Scratch Acid,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.