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 Uruguay and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Donny Hathaway to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Scott Walker,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soul II Soul,
Girls At Our Best!,
Steve Hackett,
Shoche,
Warren Ellis,
Unwound,
The Associates,
Ultra Naté,
Dead Boys,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Knickerbockers,
Dark Day,
Mantronix,
Crime,
Absolute Body Control,
The Walker Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Little Man,
Metal Thangz,
Barrington Levy,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Happenings,
Eurythmics,
The Count Five,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
MDC,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vladislav Delay,
Depeche Mode,
The Techniques,
Curtis Mayfield,
Thompson Twins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Archie Shepp,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Christie,
Grey Daturas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Judy Mowatt,
Half Japanese,
Main Source,
Chris & Cosey,
Soulsonic Force,
The Names,
Blake Baxter,
Heaven 17,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Leaves,
China Crisis,
the Germs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
These Immortal Souls,
Hoover,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Sonics,
The Last Poets,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.