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 Malaysia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Lower 48,
Groovy Waters,
The Count Five,
The Sonics,
June Days,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
One Last Wish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun Ra,
Jacob Miller,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Duran Duran,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
New Age Steppers,
Kerri Chandler,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Skriet,
The Leaves,
Moebius,
The Buckinghams,
Blake Baxter,
Radio Birdman,
The Smoke,
Alton Ellis,
Clear Light,
The Vogues,
Andrew Hill,
The American Breed,
Marshall Jefferson,
Surgeon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Juan Atkins,
The Detroit Cobras,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fall,
Spoonie Gee,
Half Japanese,
Gabor Szabo,
Babytalk,
Parry Music,
Altered Images,
Essential Logic,
Intrusion,
Saccharine Trust,
Sandy B,
Derrick Morgan,
Mission of Burma,
Gang Gang Dance,
Blancmange,
John Foxx,
Tim Buckley,
Scrapy,
The Modern Lovers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Isaac Hayes,
Skaos,
Ultravox,
Carl Craig,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.