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 Afghanistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 Gong to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Reagan Youth,
Pylon,
Tubeway Army,
Boz Scaggs,
Liliput,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deadbeat,
The Zeros,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kas Product,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The American Breed,
Suicide,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soul II Soul,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sonny Sharrock,
Swans,
Hashim,
Rod Modell,
The Cure,
Flash Fearless,
Johnny Clarke,
Sandy B,
Funky Four + One,
Kayak,
Wings,
Sam Rivers,
Barbara Tucker,
Mad Mike,
Crime,
the Normal,
The Red Krayola,
Arab on Radar,
Symarip,
Crash Course in Science,
Brick,
Youth Brigade,
Laurel Aitken,
Curtis Mayfield,
Man Parrish,
Altered Images,
Grauzone,
The Invisible,
Royal Trux,
MC5,
The Angels of Light,
The Techniques,
Unrelated Segments,
Rapeman,
Roxy Music,
Chris & Cosey,
Carl Craig,
Ultimate Spinach,
Slave,
Tim Buckley,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fire Engines,
The Gories,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.