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 Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Massinfluence to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Bananas,
Godley & Creme,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Coltrane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roxette,
Main Source,
The Sonics,
Eric Dolphy,
Howard Jones,
The Trojans,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mummies,
China Crisis,
Mission of Burma,
kango's stein massive,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chris & Cosey,
Aaron Thompson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Accadde A,
Sandy B,
The Gun Club,
Audionom,
Grauzone,
Babytalk,
Stetsasonic,
Dead Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eurythmics,
Cheater Slicks,
Groovy Waters,
Jacob Miller,
The Index,
H. Thieme,
Gang Starr,
Arcadia,
Aswad,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Selecter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alton Ellis,
The Kinks,
The Invisible,
Subhumans,
Model 500,
The Gladiators,
Procol Harum,
Sight & Sound,
Desert Stars,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Smoke,
The Fire Engines,
Reuben Wilson,
Dual Sessions,
The Velvet Underground,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cosmic Jokers,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.