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 Australia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 synthesizer 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 Mary Jane Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Talk Talk,
Roy Ayers,
Nirvana,
the Sonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
kango's stein massive,
Pole,
DJ Style,
The Fuzztones,
Dave Gahan,
Albert Ayler,
Bobby Womack,
Rotary Connection,
Ornette Coleman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Enemy,
Agent Orange,
Bang On A Can,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bluetip,
Anakelly,
Ronnie Foster,
Letta Mbulu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Spoonie Gee,
Dawn Penn,
Deepchord,
World's Most,
Barbara Tucker,
Marshall Jefferson,
Don Cherry,
The Pretty Things,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerri Chandler,
CMW,
AZ,
Thee Headcoats,
Minor Threat,
Radiopuhelimet,
Severed Heads,
Robert Görl,
T. Rex,
Crispy Ambulance,
Metal Thangz,
Inner City,
Y Pants,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Archie Shepp,
Interpol,
Gichy Dan,
Marvin Gaye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
Quadrant,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Symarip,
D'Angelo,
Laurel Aitken,
OOIOO,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.