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 Ukraine and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Heaven 17 to the crunk 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Gang of Four,
Iggy Pop,
Popol Vuh,
Jawbox,
Crash Course in Science,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
D'Angelo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Bananas,
Glenn Branca,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cramps,
Guru Guru,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Circle Jerks,
Lalann,
Derrick May,
Stereo Dub,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Josef K,
Schoolly D,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Christie,
Fat Boys,
The Fall,
Erykah Badu,
Liliput,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skaos,
Kayak,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Black Dice,
Bluetip,
The Slackers,
Anthony Braxton,
Surgeon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ossler,
James White and The Blacks,
Eurythmics,
Carl Craig,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Searchers,
MC5,
Warren Ellis,
The Associates,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Hoover,
Deepchord,
China Crisis,
Motorama,
Model 500,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Siglo XX,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.