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 Portugal and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Brass Construction to the electroclash 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Unrelated Segments,
Television,
Donald Byrd,
Morten Harket,
D'Angelo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ice-T,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun City Girls,
Mars,
The Toasters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joensuu 1685,
In Retrospect,
Peter & Gordon,
Lindisfarne,
Matthew Halsall,
The Dirtbombs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Last Poets,
Crispy Ambulance,
CMW,
Stockholm Monsters,
Freddie Wadling,
Trumans Water,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aswad,
Arcadia,
The Victims,
The Kinks,
Boz Scaggs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yazoo,
Half Japanese,
Circle Jerks,
Aural Exciters,
Average White Band,
Cameo,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lalann,
Pole,
Audionom,
Rosa Yemen,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Busters,
Isaac Hayes,
Underground Resistance,
Todd Rundgren,
DNA,
Gong,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mission of Burma,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Knickerbockers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Brand Nubian,
F. McDonald,
The Wake,
Marvin Gaye,
Mark Hollis,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.