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 Malta and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Drexciya to the rap 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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
The Wake,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bluetip,
Minutemen,
Boredoms,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Green,
Traffic Nightmare,
Grey Daturas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kurtis Blow,
Matthew Halsall,
Kevin Saunderson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ice-T,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Beau Brummels,
Grandmaster Flash,
ABBA,
Black Moon,
June of 44,
Pole,
Sandy B,
Basic Channel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fad Gadget,
CMW,
Erykah Badu,
Yazoo,
Wolf Eyes,
Quadrant,
The Doors,
Eddi Front,
Derrick Morgan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fat Boys,
Liliput,
Soulsonic Force,
Tres Demented,
Electric Prunes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lou Christie,
Intrusion,
Procol Harum,
Nirvana,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter & Gordon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Golliwogs,
World's Most,
Anthony Braxton,
The Red Krayola,
Blake Baxter,
E-Dancer,
Model 500,
Delon & Dalcan,
Urselle,
Surgeon,
Spoonie Gee,
Terrestrial Tones,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.