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 Iraq and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Frankie Knuckles to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
The Stooges,
The Barracudas,
Gang of Four,
Aloha Tigers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
X-101,
The Saints,
Donny Hathaway,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quadrant,
The Flesh Eaters,
John Cale,
John Foxx,
Cal Tjader,
Dark Day,
The Associates,
Trumans Water,
The Martian,
Barclay James Harvest,
Television Personalities,
Morten Harket,
Public Image Ltd.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
La Düsseldorf,
World's Most,
David McCallum,
Maurizio,
Darondo,
The Standells,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ken Boothe,
Vladislav Delay,
Fad Gadget,
Ultravox,
Derrick May,
Albert Ayler,
Scott Walker,
Nik Kershaw,
L. Decosne,
Godley & Creme,
Nirvana,
Unrelated Segments,
Magma,
Josef K,
Davy DMX,
Erasure,
Rakim,
Agitation Free,
Moebius,
Aural Exciters,
Brick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Star Department,
the Bar-Kays,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed,
the Association,
the Swans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.