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 Bulgaria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Style to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alice Coltrane,
The Saints,
David McCallum,
Prince Buster,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cramps,
Skriet,
These Immortal Souls,
the Slits,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
X-101,
Dual Sessions,
Eden Ahbez,
Mad Mike,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harpers Bizarre,
Simply Red,
Eurythmics,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Qualms,
The Red Krayola,
Neil Young,
Gichy Dan,
Sparks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
K-Klass,
Metal Thangz,
Agitation Free,
Adolescents,
Jacob Miller,
LL Cool J,
The United States of America,
Bizarre Inc.,
Trumans Water,
Janne Schatter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cameo,
Reuben Wilson,
Piero Umiliani,
Deadbeat,
The Fire Engines,
Nils Olav,
Funky Four + One,
the Sonics,
Marvin Gaye,
The Modern Lovers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kerri Chandler,
Echospace,
Joey Negro,
ABC,
Scrapy,
Ossler,
Television Personalities,
Moebius,
Howard Jones,
The Gap Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Amon Düül,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.