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 Namibia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Piero Umiliani to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minny Pops,
The Gories,
Barrington Levy,
Black Pus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Görl,
Gang Starr,
The Young Rascals,
Brass Construction,
Schoolly D,
a-ha,
E-Dancer,
Glenn Branca,
Banda Bassotti,
Peter & Gordon,
Moby Grape,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Arthur Verocai,
Ponytail,
Roxy Music,
The Motions,
Jawbox,
Barbara Tucker,
The Toasters,
Sugar Minott,
Mandrill,
Monolake,
Chris Corsano,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Graham Central Station,
Patti Smith,
FM Einheit,
Unwound,
The Gun Club,
Massinfluence,
Blancmange,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Red Krayola,
Half Japanese,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mary Jane Girls,
Quadrant,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sound Behaviour,
Scion,
The J.B.'s,
Au Pairs,
The Human League,
Nas,
Spoonie Gee,
The Barracudas,
The Star Department,
Camberwell Now,
Angry Samoans,
Sarah Menescal,
The Leaves,
Tim Buckley,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.