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 Egypt and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wasted Youth to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Slave,
Joe Smooth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Robert Hood,
Royal Trux,
Soulsonic Force,
Reagan Youth,
Black Bananas,
Mission of Burma,
The Selecter,
Adolescents,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang of Four,
The Barracudas,
Todd Terry,
Tommy Roe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mantronix,
Jerry's Kids,
The Five Americans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
F. McDonald,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Peter & Gordon,
Bad Manners,
Brothers Johnson,
Sam Rivers,
Warren Ellis,
Ken Boothe,
Thompson Twins,
Electric Prunes,
Graham Central Station,
Gang Starr,
Subhumans,
Q and Not U,
Silicon Teens,
the Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pole,
Japan,
Hardrive,
The Birthday Party,
Traffic Nightmare,
T.S.O.L.,
Kerri Chandler,
Fugazi,
Soul Sonic Force,
Second Layer,
Idris Muhammad,
Scrapy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David McCallum,
The Gories,
The Standells,
Lightning Bolt,
Nico,
Theoretical Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.