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 Argentina and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Deakin to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
The Golliwogs,
The Star Department,
Michelle Simonal,
Franke,
Crooked Eye,
Camberwell Now,
The Residents,
Barbara Tucker,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Section 25,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pagans,
Absolute Body Control,
The Mighty Diamonds,
UT,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Trojans,
David McCallum,
Minor Threat,
Parry Music,
The Tremeloes,
The Young Rascals,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Move,
Eric B and Rakim,
Darondo,
Jeff Mills,
The United States of America,
Infiniti,
Avey Tare,
The Wake,
Radiohead,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Evens,
Lungfish,
Theoretical Girls,
Amazonics,
Das Ding,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soul II Soul,
Erykah Badu,
Kurtis Blow,
Reuben Wilson,
Alison Limerick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Glenn Branca,
Junior Murvin,
Derrick May,
Charles Mingus,
Peter and Kerry,
Sun Ra,
Agent Orange,
The Toasters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jerry's Kids,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lou Reed,
Nils Olav,
Mary Jane Girls,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.