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 Swaziland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eric B and Rakim to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grauzone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marine Girls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fall,
The Pretty Things,
Scratch Acid,
The Blackbyrds,
Gong,
Average White Band,
Nirvana,
Pere Ubu,
Agitation Free,
Frankie Knuckles,
Procol Harum,
Sun Ra,
Suburban Knight,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tommy Roe,
Terry Callier,
Camberwell Now,
Danielle Patucci,
The Toasters,
Gastr Del Sol,
June Days,
Archie Shepp,
Spandau Ballet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maurizio,
The Birthday Party,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oblivians,
Brand Nubian,
Anakelly,
Scientists,
Juan Atkins,
Cymande,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ten City,
Lalo Schifrin,
cv313,
Janne Schatter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Young Marble Giants,
The Trojans,
Maleditus Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Section 25,
The Motions,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Davy DMX,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Index,
Roger Hodgson,
Ornette Coleman,
Robert Hood,
Rapeman,
Jacob Miller,
Mary Jane Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.