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 Kiribati and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare 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 Monolake to the techno 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fat Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Jeff Lynne,
Cheater Slicks,
The Doors,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Reagan Youth,
Model 500,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nas,
Todd Rundgren,
Lou Christie,
Main Source,
Don Cherry,
The Beau Brummels,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
CMW,
Sandy B,
Bush Tetras,
Flamin' Groovies,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pussy Galore,
Cymande,
Peter & Gordon,
Ice-T,
Sex Pistols,
LL Cool J,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fortunes,
Minutemen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang of Four,
The Smiths,
Lungfish,
Henry Cow,
Maleditus Sound,
The Move,
Carl Craig,
Terry Callier,
Michelle Simonal,
The Pretty Things,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Bauhaus,
Sight & Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Scrapy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sam Rivers,
Flash Fearless,
Underground Resistance,
Severed Heads,
Kool Moe Dee,
Franke,
John Cale,
The Angels of Light,
B.T. Express,
Motorama,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.