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 New Zealand and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Seoul and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 chamberlin 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 the Sonics to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Loose Ends,
Barrington Levy,
Mantronix,
The Trojans,
Lower 48,
The Offenders,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Victims,
Marmalade,
R.M.O.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Average White Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marshall Jefferson,
Blancmange,
Blossom Toes,
Peter & Gordon,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Golliwogs,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Monochrome Set,
F. McDonald,
Leonard Cohen,
Fatback Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Matthew Bourne,
Harpers Bizarre,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Siglo XX,
Nik Kershaw,
Oblivians,
Archie Shepp,
Lucky Dragons,
The Toasters,
The Black Dice,
Dawn Penn,
New Age Steppers,
Inner City,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Guru Guru,
Brothers Johnson,
The Residents,
The Five Americans,
Mission of Burma,
Soulsonic Force,
8 Eyed Spy,
Can,
Parry Music,
Sugar Minott,
Intrusion,
Black Flag,
The J.B.'s,
Hashim,
Tomorrow,
Goldenarms,
Kas Product,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Au Pairs,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.