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 Nigeria and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 Bauhaus to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Das Ding,
The Index,
Minnie Riperton,
Hot Snakes,
The Pretty Things,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Slackers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joe Smooth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Albert Ayler,
Dennis Brown,
Toni Rubio,
Camberwell Now,
Radio Birdman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New York Dolls,
The Young Rascals,
China Crisis,
Robert Hood,
David Axelrod,
Goldenarms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Bourne,
Thee Headcoats,
Lyres,
Tres Demented,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kerri Chandler,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Parry Music,
Quantec,
the Sonics,
Harmonia,
Fluxion,
Los Fastidios,
Ronan,
The Seeds,
the Fania All-Stars,
Deadbeat,
Hardrive,
Q65,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Trojans,
The Vogues,
Kas Product,
Mantronix,
Robert Görl,
The Gun Club,
Visage,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Pop Group,
The Associates,
Popol Vuh,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deakin,
Frankie Knuckles,
Adolescents,
The Standells,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.