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 South Africa and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lou Christie to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Easy Going,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Adolescents,
Nico,
Saccharine Trust,
Grauzone,
Joe Finger,
Pierre Henry,
Lindisfarne,
Marc Almond,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Saints,
Man Parrish,
Lower 48,
Ten City,
Erykah Badu,
Alison Limerick,
Underground Resistance,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mark Hollis,
Pantaleimon,
Boz Scaggs,
June Days,
Youth Brigade,
The Mojo Men,
Juan Atkins,
Country Teasers,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Barracudas,
Pulsallama,
Stetsasonic,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rod Modell,
Crooked Eye,
T. Rex,
K-Klass,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Beau Brummels,
Sarah Menescal,
Babytalk,
The Motions,
Howard Jones,
Yazoo,
Morten Harket,
The Modern Lovers,
Josef K,
Sound Behaviour,
Scientists,
Chris Corsano,
The Fire Engines,
Scott Walker,
Quantec,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sonny Sharrock,
Schoolly D,
Bronski Beat,
Avey Tare,
Donny Hathaway,
The American Breed,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.