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 the UAE and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Grandmaster Flash to the funk 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T. Rex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Babytalk,
Bronski Beat,
Matthew Bourne,
Lalann,
Roxette,
Todd Terry,
Spandau Ballet,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Dead C,
The Real Kids,
Minny Pops,
The New Christs,
Jacob Miller,
Roy Ayers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Model 500,
Surgeon,
Sam Rivers,
Parry Music,
Kayak,
Camberwell Now,
Khruangbin,
The Five Americans,
Mad Mike,
Joe Finger,
Jeff Mills,
Minor Threat,
Soulsonic Force,
Blake Baxter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Bar-Kays,
Hardrive,
Arcadia,
Rekid,
Minutemen,
John Lydon,
The Stooges,
KRS-One,
Donny Hathaway,
Mars,
Underground Resistance,
Circle Jerks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Kinks,
New York Dolls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Simply Red,
Chris Corsano,
Franke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bad Manners,
Accadde A,
Eve St. Jones,
Graham Central Station,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.