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 Samoa and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Au Pairs,
Q and Not U,
Blossom Toes,
DJ Sneak,
Alphaville,
Magazine,
Vainqueur,
Davy DMX,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Franke,
The Sisters of Mercy,
R.M.O.,
Porter Ricks,
CMW,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Young Rascals,
Sight & Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Buzzcocks,
Warsaw,
Avey Tare,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dark Day,
Black Bananas,
Brick,
Freddie Wadling,
DNA,
Andrew Hill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yusef Lateef,
June Days,
Peter and Kerry,
8 Eyed Spy,
Supertramp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New York Dolls,
Motorama,
Crooked Eye,
Josef K,
Fugazi,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Knickerbockers,
Wolf Eyes,
Sugar Minott,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marine Girls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hardrive,
Gastr Del Sol,
Urselle,
Alton Ellis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gladiators,
10cc,
LL Cool J,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Gap Band,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.