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 Kosovo and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Massinfluence to the techno 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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Drexciya,
X-Ray Spex,
Gichy Dan,
Todd Terry,
Zero Boys,
The Dead C,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Christie,
Skriet,
Josef K,
Minny Pops,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sound Behaviour,
Guru Guru,
The Walker Brothers,
The Modern Lovers,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sonics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
ABC,
Vladislav Delay,
David Axelrod,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aaron Thompson,
Tomorrow,
T. Rex,
Sugar Minott,
Con Funk Shun,
Cymande,
Davy DMX,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Easy Going,
The Stooges,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Steve Hackett,
The Slits,
Intrusion,
Severed Heads,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dennis Brown,
OOIOO,
Deepchord,
John Cale,
The Buckinghams,
Pantaleimon,
The Martian,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Happenings,
Sister Nancy,
Matthew Bourne,
The Associates,
The Mojo Men,
Soulsonic Force,
The Victims,
Motorama,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.