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 Latvia and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare 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 Juan Atkins to the funk 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Rod Modell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Peter & Gordon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Move,
The Smiths,
Alton Ellis,
T.S.O.L.,
Roxette,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Make Up,
Junior Murvin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cheater Slicks,
Shoche,
the Fania All-Stars,
Electric Prunes,
Jeff Mills,
Negative Approach,
Crash Course in Science,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alice Coltrane,
OOIOO,
Aural Exciters,
Ohio Players,
David Bowie,
the Slits,
Lee Hazlewood,
Johnny Clarke,
Leonard Cohen,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Robert Wyatt,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Man Parrish,
Eden Ahbez,
The Five Americans,
Dual Sessions,
Throbbing Gristle,
Godley & Creme,
The Index,
Minnie Riperton,
The Pretty Things,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Banda Bassotti,
The Grass Roots,
Arab on Radar,
The Beau Brummels,
June Days,
The Modern Lovers,
10cc,
Bang On A Can,
Half Japanese,
Schoolly D,
Camouflage,
Second Layer,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.