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 Suriname and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 and the Furious Five to the grunge 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Hashim,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Womack,
Sam Rivers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blossom Toes,
The Mojo Men,
Rekid,
The Fall,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ultravox,
Vladislav Delay,
Godley & Creme,
The Birthday Party,
Black Flag,
The Blues Magoos,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra,
Ponytail,
Underground Resistance,
Ronnie Foster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Goldenarms,
Sight & Sound,
Fad Gadget,
Bobby Sherman,
Matthew Bourne,
John Holt,
Au Pairs,
Black Moon,
Alton Ellis,
Mr. Review,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Guru Guru,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantaleimon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Negative Approach,
Loose Ends,
Sandy B,
A Certain Ratio,
Lou Christie,
The Buckinghams,
The Beau Brummels,
Barrington Levy,
Lindisfarne,
Excepter,
The Count Five,
Half Japanese,
Los Fastidios,
Hasil Adkins,
Piero Umiliani,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Busters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sonic Youth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.