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 Lagos.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Stereo Dub to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Selecter,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fall,
Eric Dolphy,
Michelle Simonal,
The Kinks,
Aswad,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deakin,
Soul II Soul,
Rites of Spring,
X-101,
The Barracudas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Quando Quango,
Excepter,
Eve St. Jones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Saccharine Trust,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Half Japanese,
Youth Brigade,
Delta 5,
Crash Course in Science,
Kerrie Biddell,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott Heron,
Agent Orange,
Barrington Levy,
Jacob Miller,
Wally Richardson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Residents,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
48th St. Collective,
Suburban Knight,
Maleditus Sound,
The Names,
Sugar Minott,
Henry Cow,
Gang of Four,
PIL,
Vainqueur,
Bluetip,
Rekid,
Reuben Wilson,
Siglo XX,
Surgeon,
Scott Walker,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
AZ,
Deadbeat,
Scrapy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantytec,
Camberwell Now,
Nas,
Kaleidoscope,
Chris & Cosey,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.