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 Kenya and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Gap Band to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
The Gap Band,
CMW,
Jawbox,
Lee Hazlewood,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gong,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wolf Eyes,
Matthew Halsall,
Mary Jane Girls,
DJ Style,
Janne Schatter,
Alison Limerick,
Loose Ends,
Nils Olav,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Judy Mowatt,
Lou Reed,
June of 44,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minny Pops,
Bronski Beat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lindisfarne,
The Blackbyrds,
Ossler,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rekid,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gang Green,
Radiohead,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Darondo,
The Offenders,
Ken Boothe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fire Engines,
Suburban Knight,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sam Rivers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Malaria!,
Chris Corsano,
Jandek,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Tremeloes,
The Young Rascals,
The Durutti Column,
The Zeros,
The Pop Group,
Erykah Badu,
Nirvana,
Arcadia,
Second Layer,
The Dead C,
D'Angelo,
Gang of Four,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.