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 Ghana and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Schoolly D to the grime 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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Lucky Dragons,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Ludus,
Bush Tetras,
Donald Byrd,
the Soft Cell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television Personalities,
Rapeman,
FM Einheit,
Lee Hazlewood,
Qualms,
Supertramp,
Blake Baxter,
Youth Brigade,
Black Bananas,
Scrapy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Max Romeo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Procol Harum,
Fatback Band,
Dual Sessions,
Reuben Wilson,
Hardrive,
Liliput,
Altered Images,
Carl Craig,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Steve Hackett,
Hoover,
Aloha Tigers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tres Demented,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jeff Lynne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Moleskins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sun City Girls,
The Techniques,
The Beau Brummels,
H. Thieme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
T.S.O.L.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Laurel Aitken,
Magazine,
Goldenarms,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Real Kids,
The Walker Brothers,
Deadbeat,
F. McDonald,
Bluetip,
The Star Department,
Minutemen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.