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 Ghana and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 AZ to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Grandmaster Flash,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Swans,
Faust,
Slave,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joey Negro,
Rekid,
MDC,
Scientists,
Black Moon,
Lou Reed,
John Foxx,
Blossom Toes,
Junior Murvin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tom Boy,
This Heat,
Ornette Coleman,
Schoolly D,
The Searchers,
Quando Quango,
The Black Dice,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rakim,
Oneida,
The Slits,
Big Daddy Kane,
Theoretical Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rufus Thomas,
Warren Ellis,
F. McDonald,
Alton Ellis,
D'Angelo,
Half Japanese,
Newcleus,
Roxy Music,
Popol Vuh,
Brand Nubian,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Misunderstood,
AZ,
L. Decosne,
The Stooges,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Evens,
The Star Department,
Wings,
Guru Guru,
Stockholm Monsters,
Barry Ungar,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wally Richardson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Toni Rubio,
Siglo XX,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.