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 Chile and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Black Moon to the disco 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Brand Nubian,
Hot Snakes,
Aswad,
Section 25,
CMW,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Doors,
Neu!,
Glambeats Corp.,
Warsaw,
Liliput,
LL Cool J,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Lydon,
Barry Ungar,
Curtis Mayfield,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marine Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
The Motions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Underground Resistance,
Television Personalities,
The Victims,
Sonic Youth,
Anakelly,
Pet Shop Boys,
Moby Grape,
Audionom,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sixth Finger,
In Retrospect,
John Coltrane,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Moody Blues,
Wally Richardson,
Nils Olav,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ice-T,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Spoonie Gee,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Doobie Brothers,
Slick Rick,
Josef K,
The Neon Judgement,
The Dead C,
Johnny Clarke,
Kevin Saunderson,
Piero Umiliani,
Lightning Bolt,
The Beau Brummels,
Eli Mardock,
Radiohead,
The Count Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.