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 Djibouti and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Con Funk Shun to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nik Kershaw,
Stetsasonic,
Reuben Wilson,
Technova,
Siglo XX,
Mantronix,
Animal Collective,
Nico,
Delta 5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pere Ubu,
Peter & Gordon,
Thee Headcoats,
Adolescents,
Quadrant,
Brand Nubian,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun Ra,
Soft Cell,
The Cowsills,
Jerry's Kids,
Country Teasers,
Jeff Lynne,
Moss Icon,
The Dead C,
Subhumans,
Bronski Beat,
Absolute Body Control,
Barry Ungar,
Alice Coltrane,
Scrapy,
Gang Green,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Altered Images,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sällskapet,
Ice-T,
Quantec,
Roxy Music,
Janne Schatter,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Deadbeat,
Sugar Minott,
Scratch Acid,
Bob Dylan,
Ludus,
Livin' Joy,
Bill Wells,
ABC,
The Trojans,
Pulsallama,
Marc Almond,
Quando Quango,
Shoche,
World's Most,
Groovy Waters,
Khruangbin,
The Index,
Infiniti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.