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 Somalia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Patti Smith to the jazz 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Eve St. Jones,
Main Source,
The Slits,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Tubeway Army,
Marshall Jefferson,
Q and Not U,
DJ Style,
Shoche,
Erykah Badu,
The Evens,
Pere Ubu,
Cameo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wings,
Half Japanese,
Lou Reed,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crime,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eli Mardock,
Lakeside,
Ossler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dave Gahan,
T. Rex,
Popol Vuh,
The Fugs,
Clear Light,
Eden Ahbez,
Glenn Branca,
Andrew Hill,
The Toasters,
The Pretty Things,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ken Boothe,
Franke,
Ronnie Foster,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eurythmics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Davy DMX,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Bananas,
Visage,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sixth Finger,
Stiv Bators,
Wolf Eyes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Section 25,
Lalann,
UT,
Parry Music,
Intrusion,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nico,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.