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 Slovakia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Joyce Sims to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
48th St. Collective,
kango's stein massive,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Pus,
The Slits,
The Offenders,
Ludus,
Audionom,
MDC,
Sex Pistols,
The Move,
Monks,
Pylon,
The Count Five,
Bobby Byrd,
Adolescents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erykah Badu,
Radio Birdman,
AZ,
The American Breed,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Saccharine Trust,
Banda Bassotti,
Rekid,
Derrick May,
Vladislav Delay,
Duran Duran,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ice-T,
Minnie Riperton,
Au Pairs,
10cc,
Ossler,
The Gladiators,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Skatalites,
Sixth Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
David Bowie,
Ultra Naté,
Desert Stars,
Scrapy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sarah Menescal,
Moby Grape,
Flamin' Groovies,
Janne Schatter,
Harry Pussy,
Wasted Youth,
Supertramp,
The Residents,
Crash Course in Science,
Flash Fearless,
The Modern Lovers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Niagra,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.