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 South Africa and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe 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 Anakelly to the disco 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Cymande,
the Association,
Pagans,
The Monochrome Set,
Technova,
Eve St. Jones,
Blake Baxter,
Dennis Brown,
Lakeside,
The Searchers,
The Skatalites,
Derrick May,
Franke,
Quantec,
Magma,
Loose Ends,
Grauzone,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camberwell Now,
The Martian,
Graham Central Station,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jacques Brel,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fuzztones,
Shuggie Otis,
The Trojans,
Metal Thangz,
The Knickerbockers,
The Five Americans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ponytail,
Schoolly D,
Pulsallama,
The Gap Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Mission of Burma,
Agent Orange,
Moebius,
The Dirtbombs,
Stetsasonic,
Flipper,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scan 7,
Cameo,
Bauhaus,
The Velvet Underground,
Agitation Free,
Lou Reed,
Ohio Players,
Sällskapet,
Chris & Cosey,
Drexciya,
Jerry's Kids,
Cybotron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Animal Collective,
DJ Style,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.