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 Sri Lanka and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 808 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 JFA to the rap 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lyres,
Letta Mbulu,
Joe Smooth,
The Fuzztones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Human League,
Yusef Lateef,
The Barracudas,
Faraquet,
Pagans,
L. Decosne,
The Move,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Victims,
The Names,
The Fall,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Television Personalities,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Minny Pops,
Motorama,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dark Day,
Hardrive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bluetip,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nas,
Roxy Music,
Panda Bear,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Skatalites,
Boredoms,
The Dirtbombs,
The Detroit Cobras,
DJ Style,
China Crisis,
Charles Mingus,
Cameo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rakim,
Agitation Free,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hoover,
Eli Mardock,
Jandek,
Maurizio,
Blake Baxter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television,
Boz Scaggs,
CMW,
Sugar Minott,
Young Marble Giants,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.