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 Italy and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 DJ Sneak to the rap 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
The Blackbyrds,
Niagra,
The Slackers,
B.T. Express,
Barry Ungar,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brand Nubian,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Minor Threat,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hoover,
Easy Going,
Audionom,
Lou Christie,
Peter & Gordon,
Shuggie Otis,
David Bowie,
Alison Limerick,
Eric Dolphy,
The Litter,
FM Einheit,
Talk Talk,
Crash Course in Science,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cheater Slicks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Simply Red,
Technova,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lungfish,
Sixth Finger,
Gang Green,
Quadrant,
The Cure,
Das Ding,
The Misunderstood,
Gichy Dan,
Scrapy,
Interpol,
Fad Gadget,
Fatback Band,
Sight & Sound,
The Fall,
Toni Rubio,
Sun City Girls,
Deepchord,
Sound Behaviour,
Eurythmics,
a-ha,
Saccharine Trust,
Derrick Morgan,
Funkadelic,
Second Layer,
Siglo XX,
Los Fastidios,
Brass Construction,
The Doors,
CMW,
Steve Hackett,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, 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.