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 Kazakhstan and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar 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 Larry & the Blue Notes 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Derrick May,
Piero Umiliani,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Goldenarms,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Gap Band,
Prince Buster,
Interpol,
Unwound,
Jandek,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terrestrial Tones,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brand Nubian,
The Remains,
The Gories,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pierre Henry,
Black Moon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Essential Logic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Average White Band,
The Moleskins,
John Lydon,
48th St. Collective,
Charles Mingus,
Zero Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lakeside,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Detroit Cobras,
Magazine,
Stereo Dub,
The Trojans,
Sam Rivers,
Brass Construction,
Tim Buckley,
LL Cool J,
Davy DMX,
Can,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hasil Adkins,
Pussy Galore,
Wally Richardson,
Cecil Taylor,
Young Marble Giants,
Henry Cow,
Alphaville,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Qualms,
Godley & Creme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fluxion,
Massinfluence,
Ornette Coleman,
Bronski Beat,
Derrick Morgan,
the Normal,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.