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 Sri Lanka and from Delhi.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Soulsonic Force to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Magma,
Rakim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
CMW,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Maurizio,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cameo,
Scion,
Joy Division,
Wally Richardson,
Public Enemy,
Black Bananas,
The Fire Engines,
John Foxx,
Guru Guru,
Altered Images,
Lakeside,
Deepchord,
Zapp,
Blake Baxter,
Sarah Menescal,
Aloha Tigers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mark Hollis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pussy Galore,
Lebanon Hanover,
Isaac Hayes,
Technova,
The Invisible,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Motions,
The Music Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
Index,
Audionom,
The Neon Judgement,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minnie Riperton,
The Real Kids,
Toni Rubio,
The Velvet Underground,
Cal Tjader,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ituana,
UT,
Byron Stingily,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minny Pops,
Joyce Sims,
Cymande,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
ABC,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.