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 Ukraine and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 linndrum 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 Moss Icon to the dance 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Deepchord,
Duran Duran,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Soft Cell,
DNA,
Yaz,
Flipper,
Crooked Eye,
Wally Richardson,
Outsiders,
Steve Hackett,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tom Boy,
Public Enemy,
Eli Mardock,
Marmalade,
Excepter,
Intrusion,
Stetsasonic,
Pylon,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Invisible,
Morten Harket,
The Fuzztones,
Joe Finger,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Red Krayola,
Scott Walker,
The Durutti Column,
Delon & Dalcan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
FM Einheit,
Urselle,
Roy Ayers,
The Last Poets,
The Cowsills,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soulsonic Force,
L. Decosne,
The Victims,
These Immortal Souls,
World's Most,
K-Klass,
Susan Cadogan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Absolute Body Control,
Ice-T,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Essential Logic,
Schoolly D,
Lakeside,
The Angels of Light,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
One Last Wish,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.