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 Korea South and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Danielle Patucci to the rock 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed 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?
Kerri Chandler,
Jacques Brel,
Tears for Fears,
Adolescents,
AZ,
Eric Copeland,
Jesper Dahlback,
Darondo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gladiators,
Thee Headcoats,
Drexciya,
Amon Düül II,
John Foxx,
Quantec,
DJ Sneak,
Fear,
F. McDonald,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fluxion,
Eric B and Rakim,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mark Hollis,
Trumans Water,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang of Four,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Schoolly D,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Radiohead,
Steve Hackett,
Isaac Hayes,
Michelle Simonal,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobby Sherman,
The Divine Comedy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Carl Craig,
Peter & Gordon,
DJ Style,
Colin Newman,
Intrusion,
The Leaves,
Grandmaster Flash,
Animal Collective,
Tim Buckley,
The Seeds,
The Modern Lovers,
Stiv Bators,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hardrive,
The Neon Judgement,
Sister Nancy,
Khruangbin,
Babytalk,
Smog,
Procol Harum,
Cal Tjader,
Skarface,
Outsiders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.