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 Seychelles and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Black Flag,
Negative Approach,
Severed Heads,
Henry Cow,
the Human League,
Newcleus,
Sällskapet,
David Bowie,
Arthur Verocai,
Jeff Mills,
Sugar Minott,
The Toasters,
The Happenings,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pere Ubu,
Suburban Knight,
Icehouse,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mantronix,
Radiohead,
Livin' Joy,
Moebius,
Dave Gahan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Funkadelic,
48th St. Collective,
Sam Rivers,
E-Dancer,
Urselle,
Eli Mardock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
AZ,
The Gladiators,
Ituana,
Amon Düül II,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blancmange,
The Divine Comedy,
Drexciya,
Rod Modell,
Rakim,
10cc,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Harmonia,
Duran Duran,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tubeway Army,
Mars,
Spoonie Gee,
Main Source,
Model 500,
Simply Red,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Man Parrish,
Second Layer,
the Bar-Kays,
Camouflage,
Grandmaster Flash,
LL Cool J,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.