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 Mali and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Con Funk Shun to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Selecter,
Funkadelic,
The Walker Brothers,
Camberwell Now,
Cybotron,
Loose Ends,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Normal,
Scan 7,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Public Enemy,
F. McDonald,
Goldenarms,
Crispy Ambulance,
Depeche Mode,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mad Mike,
Ronnie Foster,
Bauhaus,
Pylon,
The Names,
Thompson Twins,
Minny Pops,
The Barracudas,
John Cale,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minutemen,
Section 25,
Motorama,
The Smoke,
Brand Nubian,
Mandrill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eve St. Jones,
Judy Mowatt,
Essential Logic,
Matthew Bourne,
Jawbox,
The Misunderstood,
Average White Band,
The Toasters,
Royal Trux,
Johnny Clarke,
Mission of Burma,
Charles Mingus,
Jeff Mills,
JFA,
Aloha Tigers,
The Mojo Men,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Star Department,
Das Ding,
ABC,
Joey Negro,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joe Smooth,
Hashim,
Arcadia,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Funky Four + One,
Bluetip,
Ornette Coleman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.