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 Singapore and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Dennis Brown to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Erasure,
Urselle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris Corsano,
The Pop Group,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mars,
Accadde A,
Skaos,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Junior Murvin,
The Dead C,
Sandy B,
Darondo,
Dual Sessions,
Malaria!,
Aaron Thompson,
The Selecter,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scratch Acid,
The Smoke,
Kerrie Biddell,
The J.B.'s,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Davy DMX,
D'Angelo,
Nirvana,
Lightning Bolt,
One Last Wish,
Silicon Teens,
Soul Sonic Force,
David Axelrod,
Clear Light,
Johnny Clarke,
ABBA,
Arab on Radar,
Yazoo,
Mantronix,
Jeff Mills,
Lindisfarne,
The Last Poets,
Graham Central Station,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sparks,
World's Most,
Joe Finger,
Das Ding,
Surgeon,
Althea and Donna,
Sight & Sound,
The Doors,
Television Personalities,
kango's stein massive,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.