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 Botswana and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Michelle Simonal to the dance 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Grauzone,
Icehouse,
Chris & Cosey,
In Retrospect,
Brand Nubian,
Television,
Quando Quango,
48th St. Collective,
The Smiths,
Scan 7,
Funkadelic,
Sight & Sound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Procol Harum,
Derrick Morgan,
Sparks,
Fat Boys,
China Crisis,
Sugar Minott,
Organ,
The J.B.'s,
Smog,
Juan Atkins,
Groovy Waters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Kinks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sandy B,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tomorrow,
Fluxion,
Crispian St. Peters,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ludus,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Wyatt,
Bronski Beat,
Maurizio,
Faust,
Mantronix,
Whodini,
Bobby Womack,
John Lydon,
Tres Demented,
Dave Gahan,
The Music Machine,
Niagra,
Sonic Youth,
Ultravox,
Goldenarms,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fortunes,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.