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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Funkadelic to the dance 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cymande,
New Order,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Leonard Cohen,
Harmonia,
Dawn Penn,
Ornette Coleman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sällskapet,
Section 25,
Inner City,
Ultimate Spinach,
Thompson Twins,
Sandy B,
Robert Wyatt,
kango's stein massive,
the Sonics,
Scan 7,
Ken Boothe,
Subhumans,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lindisfarne,
A Certain Ratio,
Brick,
Fad Gadget,
The Residents,
Y Pants,
The Mojo Men,
Groovy Waters,
Ultra Naté,
Grey Daturas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Motions,
Gil Scott Heron,
DJ Sneak,
Althea and Donna,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Shoche,
Henry Cow,
Pulsallama,
Loose Ends,
F. McDonald,
Robert Görl,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Unwound,
Heaven 17,
Johnny Osbourne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pere Ubu,
Yazoo,
Royal Trux,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fat Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.