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 Guinea-Bissau and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Piero Umiliani to the punk 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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar 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 synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Television Personalities,
The Sound,
Graham Central Station,
The Offenders,
Minny Pops,
Kayak,
Albert Ayler,
Radiohead,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roy Ayers,
Agitation Free,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hardrive,
The Martian,
Eve St. Jones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
John Foxx,
Masters at Work,
Boogie Down Productions,
Visage,
The Star Department,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Yellowson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pierre Henry,
Alphaville,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Normal,
Althea and Donna,
The Cramps,
Aural Exciters,
Moebius,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Funkadelic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Sonics,
Subhumans,
Hashim,
Minutemen,
Basic Channel,
Wasted Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Human League,
Donny Hathaway,
Reuben Wilson,
Severed Heads,
Jacob Miller,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Don Cherry,
Electric Prunes,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bluetip,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.