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 Denmark and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes 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 Siglo XX to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Slick Rick,
Audionom,
10cc,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scratch Acid,
Silicon Teens,
Judy Mowatt,
Joe Finger,
Tres Demented,
Erasure,
The Skatalites,
Liliput,
The Invisible,
Gabor Szabo,
Davy DMX,
Toni Rubio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bad Manners,
Flash Fearless,
Magazine,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roy Ayers,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cure,
Hashim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sam Rivers,
Derrick May,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pierre Henry,
Babytalk,
The Durutti Column,
Swans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Stooges,
Kevin Saunderson,
Make Up,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Desert Stars,
Arcadia,
Sugar Minott,
Peter and Kerry,
Qualms,
Curtis Mayfield,
Skarface,
John Lydon,
Byron Stingily,
Rotary Connection,
Fugazi,
Sun City Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Techniques,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Angry Samoans,
The Wake,
Pulsallama,
Tears for Fears,
Half Japanese,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.