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 Dominican Republic and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kevin Saunderson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
The United States of America,
Ossler,
Amazonics,
Technova,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grey Daturas,
Cluster,
Loose Ends,
Section 25,
Joyce Sims,
Country Teasers,
The Searchers,
Zapp,
Dawn Penn,
Vladislav Delay,
Ituana,
Bootsy Collins,
The Trojans,
Shoche,
Trumans Water,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Offenders,
Wasted Youth,
Buzzcocks,
Thompson Twins,
Agitation Free,
Throbbing Gristle,
X-Ray Spex,
DJ Sneak,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dave Gahan,
The Barracudas,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Iggy Pop,
The Stooges,
Eli Mardock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Durutti Column,
Donny Hathaway,
Can,
Mr. Review,
The Toasters,
The Birthday Party,
The J.B.'s,
Black Bananas,
Chris & Cosey,
DNA,
Eric Copeland,
Dennis Brown,
Khruangbin,
Faraquet,
John Holt,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tropical Tobacco,
Echospace,
Sun Ra,
Severed Heads,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.