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 Qatar and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe 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 Dave Gahan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Joyce Sims,
Brand Nubian,
Scientists,
The Blues Magoos,
Thompson Twins,
David McCallum,
Young Marble Giants,
Nas,
The Tremeloes,
Sandy B,
World's Most,
Reagan Youth,
Bill Wells,
Terry Callier,
Andrew Hill,
Pagans,
CMW,
Eurythmics,
Unwound,
Pantaleimon,
Brick,
Quadrant,
The Selecter,
Rotary Connection,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rufus Thomas,
Lucky Dragons,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swans,
Kurtis Blow,
Eve St. Jones,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Big Daddy Kane,
Aloha Tigers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Spandau Ballet,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sister Nancy,
The Doobie Brothers,
This Heat,
June Days,
Ultra Naté,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Panda Bear,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Davy DMX,
Underground Resistance,
The New Christs,
Faraquet,
Don Cherry,
Robert Görl,
Joensuu 1685,
Warren Ellis,
The American Breed,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.