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 Jamaica and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin 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 Goldenarms to the electroclash 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pretty Things,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang Green,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang of Four,
Altered Images,
Piero Umiliani,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bootsy Collins,
Dawn Penn,
Roxette,
Heaven 17,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Porter Ricks,
Quando Quango,
Eden Ahbez,
Barry Ungar,
John Cale,
Fad Gadget,
Hasil Adkins,
Sam Rivers,
Yaz,
Dead Boys,
Jacques Brel,
The Cowsills,
Don Cherry,
The New Christs,
Sun Ra,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mission of Burma,
This Heat,
Letta Mbulu,
Derrick May,
Trumans Water,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Angels of Light,
The Busters,
Supertramp,
Ossler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun City Girls,
The Associates,
Delta 5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Los Fastidios,
Kaleidoscope,
The Young Rascals,
Fear,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tommy Roe,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Television Personalities,
Juan Atkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Teasers,
Alice Coltrane,
Erykah Badu,
Whodini,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.