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 Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 Mary Jane Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Arcadia,
Rakim,
Colin Newman,
Junior Murvin,
Sound Behaviour,
Camberwell Now,
Zero Boys,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Green,
Pere Ubu,
Todd Terry,
Camouflage,
John Coltrane,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lightning Bolt,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cybotron,
Yusef Lateef,
Unrelated Segments,
Crispy Ambulance,
Zapp,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Knickerbockers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lungfish,
Charles Mingus,
Average White Band,
ABC,
Sarah Menescal,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Blake Baxter,
Johnny Clarke,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Todd Rundgren,
Cheater Slicks,
Blossom Toes,
Kayak,
Mo-Dettes,
The Grass Roots,
Skaos,
Roxy Music,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sonic Youth,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joyce Sims,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Silicon Teens,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fuzztones,
a-ha,
Tears for Fears,
The Count Five,
Qualms,
Altered Images,
The Electric Prunes,
La Düsseldorf,
The Barracudas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
World's Most,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.