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 Mali and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Absolute Body Control to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Television,
Deadbeat,
The Blues Magoos,
The Angels of Light,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cluster,
The Cramps,
Marc Almond,
Neu!,
Todd Terry,
Minny Pops,
Mantronix,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crispian St. Peters,
Accadde A,
The Residents,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fortunes,
Matthew Bourne,
Bluetip,
Funky Four + One,
Aswad,
Circle Jerks,
Slick Rick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Christie,
Crash Course in Science,
Jesper Dahlback,
Babytalk,
Peter and Kerry,
Harry Pussy,
Franke,
The Smiths,
Hashim,
OOIOO,
The Litter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marcia Griffiths,
Popol Vuh,
Tears for Fears,
MDC,
the Germs,
Alison Limerick,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pharoah Sanders,
Skarface,
Chris & Cosey,
Symarip,
Dark Day,
Average White Band,
Niagra,
B.T. Express,
Von Mondo,
Fad Gadget,
Danielle Patucci,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Wake,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.