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 Netherlands and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Big Daddy Kane to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Alison Limerick,
Aural Exciters,
10cc,
Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Guru Guru,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Smoke,
The Monks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang Green,
Big Daddy Kane,
Byron Stingily,
Ohio Players,
The Victims,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barrington Levy,
Darondo,
Thompson Twins,
Wally Richardson,
Ronnie Foster,
Anthony Braxton,
Icehouse,
Mad Mike,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grauzone,
Glenn Branca,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Vogues,
Amon Düül II,
Hardrive,
a-ha,
Eric Copeland,
Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jimmy McGriff,
Main Source,
Flamin' Groovies,
Panda Bear,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Sonics,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nik Kershaw,
Television,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Moon,
Accadde A,
Junior Murvin,
John Foxx,
Alice Coltrane,
Connie Case,
Average White Band,
Black Bananas,
The Gun Club,
Danielle Patucci,
Aswad,
Bobby Sherman,
Eric Dolphy,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.