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 Burkina and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Misunderstood to the rap 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Funky Four + One,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Buzzcocks,
Robert Wyatt,
Fluxion,
Guru Guru,
The Fuzztones,
Alison Limerick,
CMW,
The Pop Group,
Pierre Henry,
Junior Murvin,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Drexciya,
The Trojans,
Motorama,
In Retrospect,
Babytalk,
Gang Starr,
Maleditus Sound,
Carl Craig,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Seeds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Golliwogs,
the Human League,
The Cure,
Pere Ubu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bronski Beat,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Slits,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Knickerbockers,
The Names,
Ice-T,
The Dirtbombs,
Monolake,
China Crisis,
Jacob Miller,
Mad Mike,
Colin Newman,
Negative Approach,
Judy Mowatt,
The Searchers,
Pole,
Matthew Bourne,
Second Layer,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wings,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sister Nancy,
Marmalade,
a-ha,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Crispy Ambulance,
Oneida,
JFA,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.