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 Jamaica and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 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 Cecil Taylor 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Silicon Teens,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Japan,
Popol Vuh,
Hardrive,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Moleskins,
Icehouse,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Massinfluence,
Letta Mbulu,
Amazonics,
Deepchord,
Loose Ends,
Monks,
Theoretical Girls,
Joyce Sims,
The Standells,
D'Angelo,
Rites of Spring,
Soul II Soul,
The J.B.'s,
Matthew Halsall,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fortunes,
The Human League,
Tom Boy,
CMW,
Man Parrish,
Sun Ra,
Khruangbin,
Al Stewart,
Flamin' Groovies,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Laurel Aitken,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Martian,
Hashim,
Lower 48,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jesper Dahlback,
Minutemen,
Procol Harum,
Kevin Saunderson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lindisfarne,
Freddie Wadling,
Neil Young,
Alison Limerick,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cymande,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Easy Going,
Black Sheep,
Carl Craig,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.