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 Ireland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 David Bowie 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 Trumans Water to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Visage,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
Terry Callier,
The Human League,
The Wake,
Sonic Youth,
Television Personalities,
Dark Day,
Idris Muhammad,
Rekid,
Stetsasonic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Misunderstood,
Subhumans,
Wire,
Flipper,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Motorama,
Jeff Lynne,
Q65,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eli Mardock,
The Grass Roots,
Malaria!,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang of Four,
In Retrospect,
Donny Hathaway,
Todd Terry,
FM Einheit,
Easy Going,
Youth Brigade,
D'Angelo,
The Sound,
The Gladiators,
Lindisfarne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Guru Guru,
T. Rex,
Model 500,
Tomorrow,
kango's stein massive,
Eden Ahbez,
the Slits,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Popol Vuh,
Neil Young,
Ralphi Rosario,
Peter and Kerry,
Hasil Adkins,
Mad Mike,
Blossom Toes,
The Monks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Siglo XX,
Patti Smith,
Fela Kuti,
Nas,
The Detroit Cobras,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.