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 Comoros and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Music Machine to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bronski Beat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Public Enemy,
Michelle Simonal,
Magma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
R.M.O.,
Slick Rick,
The Mojo Men,
Peter & Gordon,
Ohio Players,
The Saints,
The New Christs,
Soft Cell,
Newcleus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lightning Bolt,
The Vogues,
Interpol,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bluetip,
Saccharine Trust,
KRS-One,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joe Smooth,
Con Funk Shun,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Monks,
Judy Mowatt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
L. Decosne,
Jimmy McGriff,
EPMD,
Ultra Naté,
Kaleidoscope,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Pus,
Sugar Minott,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang of Four,
The Gap Band,
Jandek,
Franke,
Jeru the Damaja,
Country Teasers,
The Divine Comedy,
Hashim,
E-Dancer,
Niagra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dark Day,
Reagan Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pere Ubu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Warsaw,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.