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 Tanzania and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 John Lydon to the punk 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Ken Boothe,
Bob Dylan,
Janne Schatter,
The Beau Brummels,
Byron Stingily,
Aaron Thompson,
Johnny Clarke,
Joensuu 1685,
The Blackbyrds,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Massinfluence,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The American Breed,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Aural Exciters,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gories,
Lalo Schifrin,
Glenn Branca,
A Certain Ratio,
Essential Logic,
Hoover,
Black Bananas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sandy B,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barclay James Harvest,
Skarface,
Mission of Burma,
Frankie Knuckles,
Infiniti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Durutti Column,
Adolescents,
Ossler,
Rekid,
Camouflage,
Steve Hackett,
The Names,
Scientists,
Gang Starr,
Amazonics,
Eurythmics,
Morten Harket,
Skaos,
Circle Jerks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Darondo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deakin,
David McCallum,
Roxy Music,
The Sonics,
The Dead C,
Icehouse,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.