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 Vanuatu and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jeru the Damaja to the rap 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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Newcleus,
X-101,
Gregory Isaacs,
Laurel Aitken,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Smog,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Neon Judgement,
The Smiths,
The Mummies,
The Durutti Column,
Isaac Hayes,
Sparks,
Jimmy McGriff,
a-ha,
Monolake,
Drexciya,
Masters at Work,
Ronnie Foster,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tubeway Army,
The Motions,
Deakin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flipper,
The Five Americans,
The Names,
The Leaves,
Man Parrish,
June of 44,
T.S.O.L.,
Archie Shepp,
The Gap Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Wolf Eyes,
MC5,
The Kinks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Moss Icon,
Rod Modell,
The Smoke,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cheater Slicks,
Deadbeat,
Fluxion,
Matthew Halsall,
Alton Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tomorrow,
Supertramp,
Inner City,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sandy B,
Ice-T,
Eurythmics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Sheep,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.