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 Libya and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Jacob Miller to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moebius,
DJ Style,
Curtis Mayfield,
Television Personalities,
Nico,
Ponytail,
The Dirtbombs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Trojans,
Johnny Clarke,
The Knickerbockers,
Lightning Bolt,
AZ,
Mission of Burma,
Sam Rivers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Can,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sight & Sound,
Porter Ricks,
Crash Course in Science,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Guru Guru,
John Cale,
Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang Starr,
Monolake,
The Cramps,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kaleidoscope,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bronski Beat,
Jawbox,
The Alarm Clocks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jerry's Kids,
New Order,
Wally Richardson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aswad,
Soulsonic Force,
Accadde A,
Mo-Dettes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Siglo XX,
Hot Snakes,
Sugar Minott,
A Certain Ratio,
Rotary Connection,
The Mummies,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Morten Harket,
Unwound,
Bootsy Collins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marmalade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.