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 New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
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 snare 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Aloha Tigers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Deakin,
Pierre Henry,
Hasil Adkins,
Kevin Saunderson,
Boogie Down Productions,
David Bowie,
Slave,
Drive Like Jehu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Anthony Braxton,
The Stooges,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Warsaw,
Freddie Wadling,
Little Man,
Eden Ahbez,
Flipper,
the Sonics,
Marc Almond,
Quadrant,
Harpers Bizarre,
10cc,
The Dead C,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gong,
T.S.O.L.,
The Raincoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Moleskins,
New Order,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mission of Burma,
Byron Stingily,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The J.B.'s,
The Vogues,
Magazine,
Kurtis Blow,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Agent Orange,
E-Dancer,
Kaleidoscope,
Funky Four + One,
L. Decosne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shuggie Otis,
X-101,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cybotron,
Gang Starr,
The Mighty Diamonds,
U.S. Maple,
Deepchord,
UT,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rotary Connection,
FM Einheit,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.