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 Togo and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 Zero Boys to the rap 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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Young Rascals,
KRS-One,
Black Sheep,
Simply Red,
Masters at Work,
Skriet,
Jandek,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sandy B,
David McCallum,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
L. Decosne,
Blake Baxter,
Eric Copeland,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Monks,
Niagra,
Infiniti,
Joey Negro,
Camberwell Now,
Country Teasers,
Charles Mingus,
Slick Rick,
Animal Collective,
Yusef Lateef,
Swans,
The Stooges,
Can,
Robert Hood,
Crooked Eye,
the Sonics,
Thee Headcoats,
Sixth Finger,
Peter and Kerry,
Schoolly D,
Fela Kuti,
Lyres,
Tom Boy,
Absolute Body Control,
Amazonics,
Section 25,
Radiohead,
Dave Gahan,
Black Flag,
Janne Schatter,
Freddie Wadling,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stockholm Monsters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Darondo,
the Bar-Kays,
Half Japanese,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Busters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fortunes,
Hardrive,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.