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 San Marino and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Groovy Waters to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
the Association,
kango's stein massive,
Chris & Cosey,
Camberwell Now,
Robert Wyatt,
Cybotron,
DJ Style,
Eric B and Rakim,
Television Personalities,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Shadows of Knight,
Reuben Wilson,
The United States of America,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bluetip,
Sandy B,
Blancmange,
Joe Smooth,
Underground Resistance,
Pussy Galore,
Dennis Brown,
Lou Christie,
Main Source,
The Smiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter & Gordon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Slackers,
Dead Boys,
Delta 5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bauhaus,
Joy Division,
The Fire Engines,
Essential Logic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Misunderstood,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camouflage,
Blossom Toes,
The Stooges,
the Germs,
Aswad,
Q and Not U,
Arab on Radar,
KRS-One,
Terry Callier,
John Foxx,
U.S. Maple,
MDC,
Metal Thangz,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Leaves,
The Moleskins,
Franke,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alison Limerick,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.