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 India and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Flash Fearless to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
The Associates,
Funky Four + One,
The Busters,
Radio Birdman,
The Offenders,
Half Japanese,
The Motions,
Byron Stingily,
Newcleus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sixth Finger,
Banda Bassotti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scientists,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rotary Connection,
Monolake,
Michelle Simonal,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crooked Eye,
Oblivians,
Symarip,
Dennis Brown,
Cymande,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Angels of Light,
Rakim,
Skarface,
The Birthday Party,
Max Romeo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Kinks,
Mr. Review,
CMW,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Isaac Hayes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dark Day,
Inner City,
Delta 5,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Starr,
Ossler,
The Misunderstood,
Aaron Thompson,
Minutemen,
Quadrant,
Panda Bear,
The Dead C,
Echospace,
Moebius,
Rekid,
The Slackers,
Japan,
R.M.O.,
Erykah Badu,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Lydon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cowsills,
The Monks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.