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 Thailand and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Gang Starr to the punk 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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 J.B.'s,
Icehouse,
Jerry's Kids,
Wings,
Ash Ra Tempel,
One Last Wish,
Das Ding,
Schoolly D,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gang Starr,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bluetip,
New Age Steppers,
Silicon Teens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Spandau Ballet,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lyres,
Mantronix,
Warren Ellis,
The Trojans,
The Doobie Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alphaville,
Peter & Gordon,
Lakeside,
Skriet,
Eric B and Rakim,
Simply Red,
La Düsseldorf,
Gabor Szabo,
R.M.O.,
Wire,
Franke,
DJ Style,
Anthony Braxton,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lightning Bolt,
Organ,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hardrive,
Desert Stars,
Don Cherry,
Japan,
Cameo,
The Moleskins,
Glambeats Corp.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Young Rascals,
The Velvet Underground,
The Doors,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Oblivians,
X-102,
Lower 48,
Swans,
Eric Copeland,
Shoche,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ludus,
Aaron Thompson,
Camberwell Now,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.