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 Eritrea and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Q and Not U to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Average White Band,
Clear Light,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Country Teasers,
Lucky Dragons,
B.T. Express,
The Birthday Party,
Inner City,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Josef K,
Ponytail,
Derrick Morgan,
Chrome,
Excepter,
Infiniti,
Marvin Gaye,
Eddi Front,
Yaz,
DJ Sneak,
Erasure,
The Sound,
Derrick May,
The Monks,
Schoolly D,
Pole,
Arab on Radar,
Ronnie Foster,
Fad Gadget,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Basic Channel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Skarface,
Yellowson,
Pantaleimon,
Gang Starr,
Bootsy Collins,
Unrelated Segments,
The New Christs,
Unwound,
The Martian,
Subhumans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gories,
Gang Green,
X-Ray Spex,
Malaria!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Model 500,
Eve St. Jones,
Interpol,
Arcadia,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Durutti Column,
The Blues Magoos,
Prince Buster,
Idris Muhammad,
Joy Division,
Monolake,
the Slits,
Piero Umiliani,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.