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 Kuwait and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Smiths,
David Bowie,
Quantec,
Lou Reed,
Negative Approach,
Ponytail,
Fear,
Sun Ra,
In Retrospect,
Brothers Johnson,
The Seeds,
Alphaville,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alton Ellis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Whodini,
a-ha,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alison Limerick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Godley & Creme,
Ralphi Rosario,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lower 48,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Human League,
The Evens,
Neil Young,
Hasil Adkins,
Ken Boothe,
The Associates,
Rakim,
Chris Corsano,
Angry Samoans,
Sam Rivers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Shuggie Otis,
Franke,
Suburban Knight,
Soul II Soul,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hardrive,
Quadrant,
The Buckinghams,
Youth Brigade,
Rekid,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Los Fastidios,
T. Rex,
Dead Boys,
Eurythmics,
Rosa Yemen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nick Fraelich,
Vainqueur,
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.