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 Japan and from Sao Paulo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 The Gladiators to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fatback Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Stereo Dub,
The Red Krayola,
Brothers Johnson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stiv Bators,
Mars,
John Lydon,
Sun Ra,
Saccharine Trust,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Anakelly,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deakin,
The Index,
Infiniti,
The Gories,
The Saints,
Au Pairs,
Yellowson,
Harry Pussy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
ABC,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Warsaw,
Kaleidoscope,
Radiohead,
Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aloha Tigers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
EPMD,
Harmonia,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Maleditus Sound,
Piero Umiliani,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Agitation Free,
The Fall,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultravox,
Minny Pops,
Faraquet,
The Sonics,
Magma,
Donny Hathaway,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Flesh Eaters,
Radio Birdman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
T.S.O.L.,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.