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 Malaysia and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 arpeggiator 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 Lungfish to the techno 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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Johnny Clarke,
Josef K,
Black Sheep,
Zapp,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blake Baxter,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Delta 5,
Kas Product,
James White and The Blacks,
Simply Red,
The Red Krayola,
Crispy Ambulance,
Young Marble Giants,
Section 25,
MC5,
The Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Roxette,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sound Behaviour,
Yaz,
Heaven 17,
Tim Buckley,
Duran Duran,
The Busters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Max Romeo,
Dennis Brown,
K-Klass,
The Fall,
Derrick Morgan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Slackers,
Cybotron,
Prince Buster,
La Düsseldorf,
The Leaves,
Whodini,
Yusef Lateef,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Cale,
Avey Tare,
David McCallum,
Lalann,
Liliput,
Rotary Connection,
Bob Dylan,
Harmonia,
Althea and Donna,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Stockholm Monsters,
Y Pants,
Talk Talk,
Basic Channel,
Absolute Body Control,
Roy Ayers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
World's Most,
The Gap Band,
The Gories,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.