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 Bulgaria and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Houston.
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 spring reverb 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 The Selecter to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Faust 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 techno 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
The Last Poets,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Yaz,
Agitation Free,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Faraquet,
The Fall,
Alice Coltrane,
Accadde A,
Radiohead,
Newcleus,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gang of Four,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marc Almond,
China Crisis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blake Baxter,
MDC,
Albert Ayler,
Reagan Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Brothers Johnson,
Stereo Dub,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rotary Connection,
The Searchers,
Throbbing Gristle,
The J.B.'s,
Q65,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nik Kershaw,
PIL,
Davy DMX,
Byron Stingily,
Anakelly,
Royal Trux,
The Gun Club,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grauzone,
The Five Americans,
Warsaw,
Jeru the Damaja,
Wally Richardson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Mummies,
Joensuu 1685,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Terry Callier,
Con Funk Shun,
D'Angelo,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Christie,
Erykah Badu,
The Electric Prunes,
Joy Division,
Alison Limerick,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.