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 Madagascar and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Youth Brigade to the grime 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fear,
Minny Pops,
Severed Heads,
Todd Rundgren,
Cluster,
Bill Near,
Spandau Ballet,
The Trojans,
the Slits,
The Toasters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nico,
MC5,
Wings,
Morten Harket,
The Offenders,
Joy Division,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Scrapy,
Depeche Mode,
Susan Cadogan,
Quando Quango,
Grandmaster Flash,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Peter and Kerry,
Subhumans,
Matthew Halsall,
Q and Not U,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Misunderstood,
Hardrive,
Trumans Water,
Maurizio,
The Motions,
Mission of Burma,
Radiopuhelimet,
Patti Smith,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Monks,
John Coltrane,
The Searchers,
Unwound,
Rufus Thomas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
48th St. Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Techniques,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed,
Mark Hollis,
Alton Ellis,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.