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 Iraq and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 Johnny Clarke to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Visage,
David Axelrod,
The Litter,
Minny Pops,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Monks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soft Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Dead Boys,
Rosa Yemen,
Masters at Work,
The Walker Brothers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lalann,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pantytec,
Ultimate Spinach,
Public Enemy,
Cymande,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Cure,
The Stooges,
Shuggie Otis,
Bad Manners,
Donny Hathaway,
Underground Resistance,
Swell Maps,
Blake Baxter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mummies,
Mark Hollis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Easy Going,
Intrusion,
Loose Ends,
The New Christs,
Dark Day,
R.M.O.,
Wire,
The Red Krayola,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joy Division,
Goldenarms,
Rod Modell,
Isaac Hayes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brass Construction,
Audionom,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sällskapet,
The Motions,
Brick,
UT,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crispy Ambulance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.