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 Tunisia and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer 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 Letta Mbulu to the funk 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
the Bar-Kays,
China Crisis,
Franke,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Excepter,
Lindisfarne,
Stetsasonic,
Ken Boothe,
Chris & Cosey,
The Techniques,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fall,
Davy DMX,
Glambeats Corp.,
Whodini,
Youth Brigade,
Hot Snakes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grey Daturas,
the Normal,
Kenny Larkin,
Tim Buckley,
The Count Five,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nas,
Scientists,
Slick Rick,
Buzzcocks,
The Evens,
Organ,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cure,
Mad Mike,
the Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The New Christs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Talk Talk,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Sonics,
The Mummies,
Glenn Branca,
Fear,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fire Engines,
Wire,
Mission of Burma,
Boz Scaggs,
Tommy Roe,
Fatback Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Index,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Kinks,
Procol Harum,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Selecter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Laurel Aitken,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.