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 Gambia and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Matthew Halsall,
Crash Course in Science,
Tommy Roe,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Drexciya,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joensuu 1685,
The Remains,
Cheater Slicks,
Shuggie Otis,
Sugar Minott,
Slave,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Circle Jerks,
Roxy Music,
Lucky Dragons,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Intrusion,
The Neon Judgement,
Ice-T,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June of 44,
Sarah Menescal,
Model 500,
Don Cherry,
Ituana,
Connie Case,
Reuben Wilson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Das Ding,
Bill Wells,
Inner City,
Chris & Cosey,
The Martian,
PIL,
Eric B and Rakim,
Godley & Creme,
Subhumans,
The Real Kids,
Flash Fearless,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Grass Roots,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ponytail,
Skarface,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Motorama,
The Gun Club,
the Normal,
Nas,
Desert Stars,
Japan,
Saccharine Trust,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bad Manners,
Surgeon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rufus Thomas,
Echospace,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.