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 Solomon Islands and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dennis Brown,
Big Daddy Kane,
Davy DMX,
Ponytail,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ituana,
Minor Threat,
Fad Gadget,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rekid,
Skarface,
Bizarre Inc.,
a-ha,
A Certain Ratio,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Slick Rick,
Hashim,
Drexciya,
The Golliwogs,
Carl Craig,
Todd Rundgren,
Ludus,
Visage,
Index,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Sonics,
U.S. Maple,
These Immortal Souls,
Cheater Slicks,
Joensuu 1685,
Blancmange,
Interpol,
Black Sheep,
Yusef Lateef,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Music Machine,
Fluxion,
The Smoke,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jacques Brel,
Joy Division,
Amazonics,
Ice-T,
D'Angelo,
Ten City,
Neil Young,
Maleditus Sound,
Yazoo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eve St. Jones,
Kaleidoscope,
10cc,
Andrew Hill,
The Angels of Light,
CMW,
The United States of America,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.