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 Montenegro and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Black Sheep to the funk 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
K-Klass,
The Human League,
The Smoke,
Bad Manners,
ABBA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Todd Rundgren,
Kas Product,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultimate Spinach,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Soft Cell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ronan,
Danielle Patucci,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pagans,
The Invisible,
Lindisfarne,
The Fortunes,
Agitation Free,
Slave,
Jerry's Kids,
Lucky Dragons,
The Move,
Magazine,
The Birthday Party,
Glenn Branca,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scientists,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Infiniti,
Silicon Teens,
Carl Craig,
The Mighty Diamonds,
KRS-One,
Black Flag,
Little Man,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Golliwogs,
Clear Light,
The Moody Blues,
Soul Sonic Force,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mark Hollis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cluster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thompson Twins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cure,
Sex Pistols,
Massinfluence,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pierre Henry,
Lalann,
LL Cool J,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.