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 Nepal and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ 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 EPMD to the funk 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Walker Brothers,
8 Eyed Spy,
KRS-One,
Minor Threat,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter and Kerry,
Soft Cell,
Main Source,
Shoche,
Surgeon,
Basic Channel,
The New Christs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
E-Dancer,
ABBA,
Joy Division,
Camberwell Now,
Goldenarms,
Sexual Harrassment,
Organ,
New Age Steppers,
Leonard Cohen,
Circle Jerks,
Stereo Dub,
ABC,
Mark Hollis,
Morten Harket,
Popol Vuh,
Half Japanese,
Interpol,
Hardrive,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Steve Hackett,
Sonic Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minny Pops,
Godley & Creme,
Sun City Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
X-101,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Moleskins,
Agent Orange,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Deepchord,
Eve St. Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ronan,
Underground Resistance,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Groovy Waters,
Flipper,
the Association,
The Saints,
Fluxion,
Robert Görl,
The Moody Blues,
Von Mondo,
Iggy Pop,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.