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 Cambodia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Anthony Braxton to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
The Skatalites,
The Evens,
Eric Dolphy,
DJ Style,
Bush Tetras,
Con Funk Shun,
Rakim,
Monks,
Joyce Sims,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lebanon Hanover,
L. Decosne,
OOIOO,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Porter Ricks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
World's Most,
Sparks,
Buzzcocks,
Sixth Finger,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gregory Isaacs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Pus,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fire Engines,
New Age Steppers,
Silicon Teens,
The Neon Judgement,
The Angels of Light,
Freddie Wadling,
Ponytail,
Kool Moe Dee,
CMW,
Heaven 17,
The Cowsills,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Red Krayola,
UT,
Ossler,
Dawn Penn,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Danielle Patucci,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Toasters,
Bill Near,
Duran Duran,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Warren Ellis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Royal Trux,
Eurythmics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Q65,
Reuben Wilson,
Excepter,
Ultravox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.