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 Thailand and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet 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 The Sound to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
LL Cool J,
Nick Fraelich,
Rites of Spring,
The Modern Lovers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scientists,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tim Buckley,
The Blackbyrds,
Kurtis Blow,
Shuggie Otis,
Flipper,
Blake Baxter,
Thompson Twins,
The Martian,
John Lydon,
Drexciya,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fluxion,
Electric Prunes,
Sandy B,
New York Dolls,
Aaron Thompson,
Rekid,
Mission of Burma,
Grandmaster Flash,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Barrington Levy,
Can,
Alphaville,
Traffic Nightmare,
ABC,
Main Source,
Slave,
La Düsseldorf,
Metal Thangz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wasted Youth,
Agent Orange,
Al Stewart,
Roger Hodgson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scrapy,
Kayak,
R.M.O.,
Cameo,
The Star Department,
The Detroit Cobras,
Von Mondo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Suicide,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grey Daturas,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.