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 Iran and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nas to the disco 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Jerry's Kids,
The Searchers,
The Slackers,
David Axelrod,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bob Dylan,
John Holt,
Maleditus Sound,
Darondo,
Minnie Riperton,
Derrick Morgan,
The Trojans,
Rapeman,
Nick Fraelich,
Gang Starr,
The Monks,
Curtis Mayfield,
China Crisis,
DNA,
Nik Kershaw,
The Skatalites,
Joe Smooth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Unwound,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Monochrome Set,
Nico,
EPMD,
Tres Demented,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Qualms,
The Velvet Underground,
Schoolly D,
Susan Cadogan,
Siglo XX,
Symarip,
Yaz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Modern Lovers,
Half Japanese,
Man Parrish,
Juan Atkins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Motions,
K-Klass,
The Doors,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
CMW,
Crooked Eye,
Das Ding,
Jeff Mills,
The Gladiators,
Sun City Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arcadia,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.