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 Yemen and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Lightning Bolt to the rap 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Main Source,
Aloha Tigers,
X-Ray Spex,
Dual Sessions,
Das Ding,
Andrew Hill,
The United States of America,
Lindisfarne,
Spoonie Gee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Susan Cadogan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Chris Corsano,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pantytec,
Stetsasonic,
Monks,
The Pretty Things,
Delta 5,
Subhumans,
Alphaville,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Index,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gories,
Lucky Dragons,
ABC,
The Fall,
the Human League,
DJ Sneak,
KRS-One,
Cheater Slicks,
Arcadia,
Tom Boy,
The Monks,
10cc,
The Pop Group,
Eve St. Jones,
Stiv Bators,
Altered Images,
the Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Trojans,
The Neon Judgement,
Crash Course in Science,
Eden Ahbez,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Index,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Connie Case,
Minutemen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
K-Klass,
Jeff Mills,
Quando Quango,
The Wake,
Iggy Pop,
Wally Richardson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.