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 Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Stereo Dub to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Minny Pops,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crime,
Roxette,
Lightning Bolt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
Nirvana,
Brass Construction,
Blossom Toes,
The Durutti Column,
Shuggie Otis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tres Demented,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Erykah Badu,
June of 44,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Accadde A,
Bobby Sherman,
Yellowson,
Altered Images,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Vogues,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fortunes,
The Five Americans,
Dennis Brown,
Radiohead,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Connie Case,
Lindisfarne,
Kaleidoscope,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joey Negro,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Shoche,
The Searchers,
Barrington Levy,
Marvin Gaye,
Sarah Menescal,
Nas,
Slick Rick,
Soft Cell,
Fat Boys,
Smog,
OOIOO,
John Lydon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Max Romeo,
The Selecter,
Pantytec,
Scion,
Stiv Bators,
Sun City Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
David Bowie,
B.T. Express,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.