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 Benin and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mantronix to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Motions,
Funkadelic,
Blancmange,
Throbbing Gristle,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fad Gadget,
Tommy Roe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Maurizio,
Donny Hathaway,
Khruangbin,
Mandrill,
Public Enemy,
The Move,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barbara Tucker,
Easy Going,
Circle Jerks,
Fugazi,
Jesper Dahlback,
David McCallum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yazoo,
The Beau Brummels,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Five Americans,
The Slackers,
L. Decosne,
Vladislav Delay,
Flash Fearless,
Black Flag,
the Normal,
Isaac Hayes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Severed Heads,
Godley & Creme,
Bush Tetras,
Roger Hodgson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arab on Radar,
Harry Pussy,
Theoretical Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Franke,
The Neon Judgement,
R.M.O.,
The Blackbyrds,
The Standells,
Sonny Sharrock,
Negative Approach,
David Axelrod,
The Gun Club,
Yaz,
Black Moon,
Cal Tjader,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Amon Düül,
The Count Five,
Joe Finger,
Fela Kuti,
The Skatalites,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.