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 Belgium and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Accra.
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 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 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Quando Quango,
Masters at Work,
Piero Umiliani,
The Young Rascals,
Scion,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Thee Headcoats,
Zero Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
Minnie Riperton,
Technova,
The Offenders,
Erykah Badu,
Delon & Dalcan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Skarface,
World's Most,
Kevin Saunderson,
Guru Guru,
Suicide,
The Beau Brummels,
Simply Red,
Pulsallama,
Suburban Knight,
Sun Ra,
ABBA,
Radio Birdman,
Agitation Free,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Neu!,
Nirvana,
Harmonia,
Drive Like Jehu,
PIL,
Amazonics,
Sam Rivers,
Buzzcocks,
Derrick May,
Hardrive,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Divine Comedy,
The Stooges,
Letta Mbulu,
Bill Near,
Eric Dolphy,
DJ Sneak,
Thompson Twins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lindisfarne,
Stockholm Monsters,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tomorrow,
Tommy Roe,
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
kango's stein massive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.