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 Bangladesh and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer 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 Skaos to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Ituana,
Scan 7,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harmonia,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Reagan Youth,
Pagans,
the Sonics,
Cheater Slicks,
Kevin Saunderson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Los Fastidios,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bobby Hutcherson,
E-Dancer,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jacob Miller,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Darondo,
Godley & Creme,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lyres,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Flamin' Groovies,
DJ Style,
Blancmange,
The Happenings,
Eddi Front,
Lou Christie,
Johnny Clarke,
The Count Five,
Pharoah Sanders,
Susan Cadogan,
Brick,
Charles Mingus,
Sarah Menescal,
Rufus Thomas,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ludus,
Rakim,
Kurtis Blow,
New Order,
Boogie Down Productions,
Toni Rubio,
Groovy Waters,
Country Teasers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Arthur Verocai,
The Associates,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Angels of Light,
Kayak,
a-ha,
Rites of Spring,
The Moleskins,
Blossom Toes,
Silicon Teens,
Popol Vuh,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.