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 Finland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the funk 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar 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 clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Can,
Matthew Halsall,
Lakeside,
The Invisible,
Sex Pistols,
Essential Logic,
Sight & Sound,
Q and Not U,
B.T. Express,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The United States of America,
Wings,
Au Pairs,
Gong,
Negative Approach,
John Lydon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eurythmics,
Surgeon,
Sugar Minott,
Johnny Osbourne,
Arab on Radar,
Excepter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Visage,
Ultra Naté,
Silicon Teens,
F. McDonald,
DJ Sneak,
The Blues Magoos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Symarip,
New Order,
Wasted Youth,
Gang Starr,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Drexciya,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang of Four,
Altered Images,
Soft Cell,
the Swans,
Peter & Gordon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sixth Finger,
R.M.O.,
The Walker Brothers,
Peter and Kerry,
The Zeros,
Siglo XX,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jawbox,
Soul II Soul,
Crime,
the Slits,
Arthur Verocai,
Dawn Penn,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.