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 Lesotho and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare 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 Grandmaster Flash to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
K-Klass,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eurythmics,
Aswad,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lalo Schifrin,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Sonics,
Pantaleimon,
The Angels of Light,
The Fugs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
kango's stein massive,
Aaron Thompson,
Chris & Cosey,
Mo-Dettes,
The Blackbyrds,
Soft Machine,
The Index,
Jawbox,
Procol Harum,
The Cowsills,
Lee Hazlewood,
Magma,
Sound Behaviour,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Leonard Cohen,
Organ,
Infiniti,
Kayak,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Gladiators,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeff Lynne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Reagan Youth,
Lindisfarne,
Malaria!,
Toni Rubio,
The Modern Lovers,
Joy Division,
Country Teasers,
Delta 5,
Rekid,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dead C,
Bobby Byrd,
Simply Red,
Zapp,
Al Stewart,
Television,
Kerri Chandler,
Yazoo,
Jacob Miller,
Franke,
Danielle Patucci,
Sam Rivers,
The Misunderstood,
The Neon Judgement,
Funky Four + One,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.