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 Guyana and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Kool Moe Dee to the grime 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Trumans Water,
Sällskapet,
Kaleidoscope,
Byron Stingily,
Scrapy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Average White Band,
CMW,
Infiniti,
Patti Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
New York Dolls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultra Naté,
Kool Moe Dee,
Slave,
Basic Channel,
Young Marble Giants,
Crime,
Charles Mingus,
Black Moon,
Lakeside,
Fad Gadget,
Lee Hazlewood,
Glenn Branca,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roxette,
Carl Craig,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Vogues,
Livin' Joy,
Nas,
the Bar-Kays,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sonic Youth,
Con Funk Shun,
Talk Talk,
Rosa Yemen,
Japan,
Sparks,
Tears for Fears,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crooked Eye,
Ronnie Foster,
Ken Boothe,
Skaos,
Josef K,
The Mummies,
Davy DMX,
Pharoah Sanders,
Todd Rundgren,
Interpol,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Peter & Gordon,
Theoretical Girls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Simply Red,
Rakim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.