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 Denmark and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Spoonie Gee to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Mojo Men,
Oblivians,
Amon Düül II,
Nas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Electric Prunes,
Franke,
Sun City Girls,
Robert Wyatt,
Boredoms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Massinfluence,
X-101,
Au Pairs,
The Monks,
Iggy Pop,
Bob Dylan,
Alphaville,
Buzzcocks,
Quadrant,
Kevin Saunderson,
EPMD,
Deakin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Main Source,
the Fania All-Stars,
Warren Ellis,
Quando Quango,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grey Daturas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Todd Terry,
Animal Collective,
Faust,
Oneida,
Steve Hackett,
June Days,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Theoretical Girls,
Suicide,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
ABC,
Bad Manners,
Country Teasers,
Kaleidoscope,
The Young Rascals,
Zapp,
The Martian,
Scion,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed,
The Fortunes,
10cc,
Tomorrow,
Pagans,
Camberwell Now,
Aaron Thompson,
Organ,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.