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 Uruguay and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 DNA to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Terry,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fat Boys,
Malaria!,
The Smiths,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun City Girls,
Sex Pistols,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fatback Band,
Cybotron,
X-Ray Spex,
AZ,
Sparks,
Hot Snakes,
Organ,
Talk Talk,
Amazonics,
DJ Sneak,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Spoonie Gee,
Smog,
Severed Heads,
Mad Mike,
The Young Rascals,
T.S.O.L.,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Byrd,
The Slits,
Alphaville,
Angry Samoans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Whodini,
Von Mondo,
Barrington Levy,
Deepchord,
Scrapy,
Slave,
ABBA,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-101,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eddi Front,
June of 44,
John Coltrane,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cure,
The Monochrome Set,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Gap Band,
New York Dolls,
Bronski Beat,
Scientists,
Faust,
The Victims,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.