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 Guyana and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gang Starr to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
EPMD,
Aloha Tigers,
Todd Terry,
Crash Course in Science,
Camberwell Now,
Scion,
Mission of Burma,
E-Dancer,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Gang Dance,
CMW,
Bronski Beat,
Scientists,
Scan 7,
Bobby Byrd,
Duran Duran,
Bootsy Collins,
Brand Nubian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bizarre Inc.,
Young Marble Giants,
Symarip,
Howard Jones,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Seeds,
Mark Hollis,
Byron Stingily,
Patti Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kerrie Biddell,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Tremeloes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Aaron Thompson,
Erykah Badu,
The Fortunes,
The Standells,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roxette,
the Soft Cell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Underground Resistance,
Bluetip,
Television,
Funkadelic,
Smog,
Robert Görl,
Rites of Spring,
Gregory Isaacs,
Whodini,
Can,
Pantytec,
Guru Guru,
T. Rex,
Funky Four + One,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.