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 Latvia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar 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 Wasted Youth to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Joe Smooth,
The Fire Engines,
World's Most,
Sonic Youth,
Slave,
Eden Ahbez,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mad Mike,
Joey Negro,
The Motions,
Fela Kuti,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roy Ayers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Red Krayola,
Fluxion,
Scratch Acid,
Grauzone,
Alice Coltrane,
Todd Rundgren,
Marmalade,
Masters at Work,
Josef K,
Bill Near,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Wings,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pulsallama,
Rufus Thomas,
Outsiders,
Warren Ellis,
The Moody Blues,
Soft Machine,
Porter Ricks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Howard Jones,
Bootsy Collins,
The Busters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
10cc,
The Standells,
Fugazi,
Stiv Bators,
Guru Guru,
Gregory Isaacs,
Half Japanese,
Quando Quango,
The Pop Group,
Main Source,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Bowie,
The Last Poets,
Traffic Nightmare,
D'Angelo,
Agent Orange,
Alphaville,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.