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 Finland and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aural Exciters to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Davy DMX,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dennis Brown,
Average White Band,
John Cale,
MC5,
Reagan Youth,
Ultimate Spinach,
Schoolly D,
Ossler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Human League,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Smoke,
Nas,
Infiniti,
Subhumans,
Thee Headcoats,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gang of Four,
Little Man,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crime,
Neil Young,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gong,
Crash Course in Science,
Von Mondo,
Rites of Spring,
Dave Gahan,
Minutemen,
The Seeds,
The Remains,
the Sonics,
Oneida,
Radiohead,
Hardrive,
Johnny Osbourne,
DJ Sneak,
Yellowson,
Gabor Szabo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Funky Four + One,
The Blackbyrds,
Maurizio,
Suburban Knight,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Pus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Divine Comedy,
The Saints,
Eli Mardock,
Pere Ubu,
Section 25,
Stetsasonic,
The Skatalites,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.