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 United Kingdom and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 Bob Dylan to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Interpol,
Deadbeat,
Avey Tare,
Black Pus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fluxion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
UT,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Shoche,
Nick Fraelich,
Skaos,
Sarah Menescal,
Pole,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fugs,
Funkadelic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Little Man,
The Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
One Last Wish,
Section 25,
Iggy Pop,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Swans,
The Cowsills,
Isaac Hayes,
These Immortal Souls,
Matthew Bourne,
Man Parrish,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wire,
Rod Modell,
Black Sheep,
The Seeds,
Black Moon,
Adolescents,
Nirvana,
The Durutti Column,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Knickerbockers,
Los Fastidios,
La Düsseldorf,
Roxy Music,
Sun Ra,
The Music Machine,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sunsets and Hearts,
CMW,
The Toasters,
Freddie Wadling,
Skriet,
B.T. Express,
Q and Not U,
Gastr Del Sol,
PIL,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Faraquet,
Marmalade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.