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 Benin and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Arab on Radar to the punk 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Black Bananas,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delta 5,
Andrew Hill,
Motorama,
EPMD,
Matthew Halsall,
Ronan,
Al Stewart,
The Cramps,
Theoretical Girls,
Country Teasers,
Loose Ends,
Letta Mbulu,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fuzztones,
Monolake,
The American Breed,
Stetsasonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Motions,
Man Parrish,
The Evens,
The Moody Blues,
Pantaleimon,
Joey Negro,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Normal,
Pulsallama,
Black Moon,
Alphaville,
Robert Hood,
Negative Approach,
Ornette Coleman,
Davy DMX,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sixth Finger,
Kayak,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rod Modell,
Byron Stingily,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Victims,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Chris Corsano,
Glenn Branca,
Yaz,
The Invisible,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Big Daddy Kane,
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.