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 Niger and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the disco 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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smoke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Heaven 17,
Stiv Bators,
Q65,
The Pop Group,
The Gap Band,
The Vogues,
The Move,
Maurizio,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Supertramp,
Eddi Front,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Angels of Light,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sound Behaviour,
Quadrant,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Qualms,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Byrd,
Marine Girls,
The Real Kids,
The Smoke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
ABC,
the Fania All-Stars,
Television Personalities,
Magazine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Public Enemy,
Kaleidoscope,
Brothers Johnson,
Sight & Sound,
Yazoo,
Rotary Connection,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Stooges,
Circle Jerks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-Ray Spex,
Colin Newman,
Youth Brigade,
The Alarm Clocks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Monks,
The Doors,
Television,
Parry Music,
Suburban Knight,
Radiopuhelimet,
Toni Rubio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris & Cosey,
The Searchers,
Skarface,
Dead Boys,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nas,
Von Mondo,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.