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 Australia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 DJ Sneak to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
The Music Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Birthday Party,
The Slits,
Second Layer,
Soul II Soul,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hasil Adkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Boredoms,
Mark Hollis,
Oblivians,
LL Cool J,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fortunes,
10cc,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Talk Talk,
The Buckinghams,
Los Fastidios,
Lindisfarne,
Television Personalities,
Stereo Dub,
Brand Nubian,
The Martian,
Man Parrish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sonic Youth,
Arab on Radar,
Janne Schatter,
the Germs,
the Swans,
Eric Dolphy,
Moebius,
Make Up,
Ituana,
PIL,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cramps,
DJ Sneak,
Inner City,
Aswad,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ponytail,
Severed Heads,
June of 44,
Vladislav Delay,
Livin' Joy,
The Stooges,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maurizio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fluxion,
The Motions,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rod Modell,
The Blackbyrds,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Techniques,
Porter Ricks,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.