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 Grenada and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Negative Approach to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
48th St. Collective,
Fatback Band,
This Heat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
La Düsseldorf,
Hardrive,
Joey Negro,
Masters at Work,
Newcleus,
The Barracudas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Loose Ends,
Ponytail,
Big Daddy Kane,
Moby Grape,
Kurtis Blow,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobby Byrd,
Visage,
Brass Construction,
The Evens,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hasil Adkins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lee Hazlewood,
Franke,
Sparks,
Lindisfarne,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barrington Levy,
Model 500,
Outsiders,
Public Enemy,
Terry Callier,
The Five Americans,
Black Moon,
Dave Gahan,
Y Pants,
Rakim,
Rotary Connection,
The Cowsills,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Connie Case,
Symarip,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grey Daturas,
Henry Cow,
Dual Sessions,
Technova,
Cybotron,
The Knickerbockers,
The Grass Roots,
Scott Walker,
Sugar Minott,
Nik Kershaw,
Guru Guru,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Saints,
Deadbeat,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.