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 Romania and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Smoke to the rap 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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
X-101,
Tropical Tobacco,
Severed Heads,
Mantronix,
Lou Christie,
Public Image Ltd.,
D'Angelo,
Stereo Dub,
Joe Smooth,
The Fugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dave Clark Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Kaleidoscope,
Judy Mowatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Livin' Joy,
Monks,
Chris & Cosey,
Public Enemy,
Donald Byrd,
Camberwell Now,
The Mummies,
Jacob Miller,
Thee Headcoats,
Procol Harum,
Eric B and Rakim,
Swell Maps,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Qualms,
Saccharine Trust,
Warsaw,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bluetip,
Moby Grape,
Zero Boys,
The Toasters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grey Daturas,
New York Dolls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Roy Ayers,
Steve Hackett,
Inner City,
New Order,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Surgeon,
Bang On A Can,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deepchord,
Audionom,
Arab on Radar,
L. Decosne,
Hoover,
Pantytec,
Brick,
Thompson Twins,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.