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 East Timor and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare 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 DJ Sneak to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Maurizio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jandek,
Das Ding,
The Doors,
Peter and Kerry,
Quantec,
Siglo XX,
Black Flag,
Sixth Finger,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dead Boys,
Darondo,
Alphaville,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Average White Band,
Graham Central Station,
The Stooges,
Suburban Knight,
Theoretical Girls,
The Electric Prunes,
The American Breed,
Skarface,
Mo-Dettes,
Kerri Chandler,
Alice Coltrane,
Shoche,
Fad Gadget,
The Sound,
Quadrant,
Guru Guru,
The Angels of Light,
The Residents,
Minor Threat,
Connie Case,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Saccharine Trust,
Organ,
Josef K,
The Gories,
Eden Ahbez,
Television Personalities,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Moleskins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Germs,
MC5,
Barbara Tucker,
The Searchers,
Dennis Brown,
Rufus Thomas,
Delta 5,
Steve Hackett,
Man Parrish,
Juan Atkins,
AZ,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.