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 Niger and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Nation of Ulysses to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Excepter,
Letta Mbulu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Skarface,
Howard Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Electric Prunes,
Eli Mardock,
The Smiths,
DJ Style,
The Detroit Cobras,
Slave,
Can,
Inner City,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marshall Jefferson,
Amazonics,
Joe Smooth,
Youth Brigade,
Surgeon,
Lucky Dragons,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nirvana,
The Divine Comedy,
a-ha,
Jesper Dahlback,
Max Romeo,
Skaos,
Absolute Body Control,
Blancmange,
the Human League,
Niagra,
FM Einheit,
Judy Mowatt,
Loose Ends,
The Evens,
Camberwell Now,
The Zeros,
The Count Five,
Mo-Dettes,
Dual Sessions,
MC5,
Symarip,
AZ,
Barbara Tucker,
the Soft Cell,
Rapeman,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alice Coltrane,
The Fortunes,
ABC,
Slick Rick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ludus,
Anthony Braxton,
Cheater Slicks,
The Mummies,
Lightning Bolt,
Adolescents,
Harmonia,
Nils Olav,
Black Moon,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.