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 Argentina and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 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 Modern Lovers to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian 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?
Iggy Pop,
Bobby Byrd,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
F. McDonald,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Basic Channel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Robert Hood,
Simply Red,
Howard Jones,
Sarah Menescal,
Faraquet,
X-102,
The Dirtbombs,
The Smoke,
B.T. Express,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacques Brel,
Idris Muhammad,
OOIOO,
Technova,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
These Immortal Souls,
Soulsonic Force,
Ludus,
Niagra,
Joyce Sims,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maurizio,
Khruangbin,
New Age Steppers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Freddie Wadling,
Bootsy Collins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris Corsano,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sandy B,
The Zeros,
Arcadia,
Flipper,
Carl Craig,
Fatback Band,
Crime,
Unwound,
Bluetip,
Lindisfarne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Faust,
Electric Prunes,
The Walker Brothers,
Angry Samoans,
The Moleskins,
Roy Ayers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Flag,
Minutemen,
Subhumans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.