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 India and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
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 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 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 Soft Machine to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Q65,
Flipper,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Germs,
Roxy Music,
L. Decosne,
Rapeman,
Thompson Twins,
cv313,
Peter & Gordon,
Soul Sonic Force,
X-102,
Tubeway Army,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tommy Roe,
Quantec,
The Durutti Column,
Terrestrial Tones,
Animal Collective,
Swans,
Guru Guru,
Chris & Cosey,
The Neon Judgement,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang Green,
Nas,
Metal Thangz,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Monochrome Set,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
KRS-One,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Anthony Braxton,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Maleditus Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Blake Baxter,
Ronan,
Rekid,
The Barracudas,
The Red Krayola,
Jeru the Damaja,
Boredoms,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lakeside,
Boogie Down Productions,
Don Cherry,
Royal Trux,
Joy Division,
Scratch Acid,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Reed,
Visage,
David McCallum,
Toni Rubio,
The Moody Blues,
Funky Four + One,
The Evens,
Bill Near,
Echospace,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.