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 Andorra and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Technova to the grime 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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sun City Girls,
JFA,
The Standells,
New York Dolls,
Delta 5,
The Modern Lovers,
Idris Muhammad,
The Buckinghams,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Radiohead,
Faust,
Section 25,
Danielle Patucci,
Crooked Eye,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wasted Youth,
The Doors,
Pylon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fluxion,
Model 500,
Quantec,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Mojo Men,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sound Behaviour,
Anakelly,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kas Product,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Groovy Waters,
DJ Sneak,
The Gun Club,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skaos,
Harmonia,
Funky Four + One,
The Vogues,
Newcleus,
Fat Boys,
The Zeros,
Make Up,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
MDC,
Suicide,
Kerrie Biddell,
Carl Craig,
cv313,
EPMD,
Davy DMX,
Bauhaus,
The Index,
Cheater Slicks,
Sister Nancy,
Lalann,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.