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 China and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 The Offenders 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
the Bar-Kays,
David Axelrod,
Yellowson,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gladiators,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joe Finger,
Reuben Wilson,
Man Parrish,
Angry Samoans,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Sherman,
Grauzone,
Vainqueur,
E-Dancer,
Rosa Yemen,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Divine Comedy,
MDC,
Index,
Al Stewart,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Evens,
The Vogues,
Maleditus Sound,
Patti Smith,
The Seeds,
The Electric Prunes,
The Fuzztones,
Chrome,
The Trojans,
Judy Mowatt,
Harry Pussy,
UT,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Royal Trux,
World's Most,
The Motions,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Green,
The Toasters,
Tomorrow,
Sarah Menescal,
Newcleus,
The Moody Blues,
Duran Duran,
Sex Pistols,
Wally Richardson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Procol Harum,
Marvin Gaye,
MC5,
Fluxion,
Y Pants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
FM Einheit,
Dark Day,
Icehouse,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.