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 Uzbekistan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the disco 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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Dead Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bizarre Inc.,
Archie Shepp,
Arab on Radar,
Rosa Yemen,
Radiopuhelimet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joyce Sims,
Suburban Knight,
Urselle,
Q and Not U,
Lalann,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Todd Terry,
The Dirtbombs,
Rod Modell,
Man Parrish,
Icehouse,
Scan 7,
The Cure,
The Invisible,
Tim Buckley,
10cc,
This Heat,
The Gap Band,
The United States of America,
James White and The Blacks,
Radiohead,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mo-Dettes,
Au Pairs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fela Kuti,
Echospace,
Sonic Youth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Delta 5,
Ossler,
Davy DMX,
Kool Moe Dee,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Byrd,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Warsaw,
Camouflage,
Cybotron,
Ken Boothe,
Ludus,
Lightning Bolt,
JFA,
Kurtis Blow,
Minny Pops,
Reuben Wilson,
Zapp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minor Threat,
Charles Mingus,
Peter & Gordon,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.