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 Mongolia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Kenny Larkin,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxette,
The Cowsills,
Scan 7,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Groovy Waters,
Bush Tetras,
Panda Bear,
The Skatalites,
Sound Behaviour,
Girls At Our Best!,
Anakelly,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Black Bananas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Association,
Soft Machine,
Nirvana,
Radio Birdman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tomorrow,
Blossom Toes,
Eve St. Jones,
Lungfish,
The Blues Magoos,
Idris Muhammad,
The Doobie Brothers,
Franke,
Thompson Twins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fela Kuti,
The Index,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Thee Headcoats,
Barrington Levy,
The Mojo Men,
T. Rex,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sonny Sharrock,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Stooges,
The Electric Prunes,
Parry Music,
Niagra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sight & Sound,
Neu!,
Talk Talk,
Dark Day,
The Last Poets,
Peter & Gordon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fugs,
Tropical Tobacco,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.