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 Paraguay and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 New Order to the punk 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Donald Byrd,
Scan 7,
Royal Trux,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joensuu 1685,
The Busters,
Soft Cell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Robert Wyatt,
Gregory Isaacs,
PIL,
The Cramps,
Essential Logic,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Toni Rubio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nirvana,
New York Dolls,
Tears for Fears,
T. Rex,
Henry Cow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sound,
Unwound,
Wire,
Motorama,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Y Pants,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pole,
Ronnie Foster,
Erasure,
Young Marble Giants,
the Germs,
This Heat,
John Lydon,
Flipper,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pere Ubu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ten City,
Cameo,
Hashim,
Scratch Acid,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tom Boy,
Donny Hathaway,
The Kinks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ice-T,
Deadbeat,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed,
Bootsy Collins,
Arab on Radar,
Max Romeo,
The Smoke,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.