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 Mali and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Boredoms to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Minny Pops,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rotary Connection,
Siglo XX,
Magma,
Sonic Youth,
The Grass Roots,
Susan Cadogan,
Rakim,
Gil Scott Heron,
H. Thieme,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Buzzcocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed,
The Index,
Kerrie Biddell,
The J.B.'s,
Charles Mingus,
Bad Manners,
Pere Ubu,
Aaron Thompson,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Move,
Massinfluence,
Vainqueur,
Excepter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Agitation Free,
The Monks,
The Birthday Party,
KRS-One,
Roger Hodgson,
The Searchers,
Outsiders,
Babytalk,
Stockholm Monsters,
Freddie Wadling,
Fugazi,
Essential Logic,
Eddi Front,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Flesh Eaters,
Index,
Symarip,
Joey Negro,
Intrusion,
The Smiths,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC,
DJ Sneak,
Second Layer,
Camberwell Now,
Morten Harket,
Brass Construction,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.