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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
The Buckinghams,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Stiv Bators,
Unrelated Segments,
Piero Umiliani,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Patti Smith,
Blake Baxter,
Dennis Brown,
The Smoke,
Mission of Burma,
B.T. Express,
June Days,
Thompson Twins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dark Day,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wolf Eyes,
Yellowson,
Sparks,
Sandy B,
OOIOO,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rosa Yemen,
Robert Hood,
Panda Bear,
Pole,
Buzzcocks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Smog,
Soft Cell,
Tears for Fears,
Flipper,
Ten City,
Andrew Hill,
A Certain Ratio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ohio Players,
Todd Rundgren,
The New Christs,
Swell Maps,
The Martian,
Easy Going,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris Corsano,
Make Up,
Little Man,
Metal Thangz,
Tomorrow,
Anakelly,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Barracudas,
Niagra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Iggy Pop,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alphaville,
Reagan Youth,
kango's stein massive,
Harry Pussy,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.