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 Malta and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Avey Tare to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rosa Yemen,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Youth Brigade,
Mars,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Harpers Bizarre,
H. Thieme,
Brand Nubian,
Aloha Tigers,
Grauzone,
X-101,
Severed Heads,
Rakim,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
KRS-One,
Dennis Brown,
The Gap Band,
Parry Music,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Motions,
Lungfish,
The Mummies,
Eric Copeland,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sun Ra,
The Trojans,
Bobby Byrd,
The Angels of Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-102,
Organ,
The Pretty Things,
10cc,
Gichy Dan,
Quadrant,
MDC,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stetsasonic,
The Happenings,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Enemy,
Swans,
The United States of America,
Deakin,
Pierre Henry,
Derrick May,
Fluxion,
Reagan Youth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rod Modell,
Sonny Sharrock,
Thee Headcoats,
Joensuu 1685,
The Durutti Column,
Tres Demented,
Sparks,
Gang Green,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.