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 Greece and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in 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 Ultra Naté to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fortunes,
The Fall,
John Cale,
a-ha,
FM Einheit,
Deakin,
Audionom,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Vainqueur,
Kerri Chandler,
Amon Düül II,
The Sonics,
World's Most,
Dennis Brown,
Essential Logic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Wally Richardson,
The Remains,
Thee Headcoats,
The Detroit Cobras,
Quadrant,
Josef K,
The Raincoats,
DJ Style,
Ornette Coleman,
Symarip,
Nirvana,
Accadde A,
Cymande,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Q and Not U,
The Gap Band,
Kayak,
The Tremeloes,
Delta 5,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Leonard Cohen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Zeros,
Tres Demented,
EPMD,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Monolake,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cure,
10cc,
Niagra,
Spandau Ballet,
Johnny Clarke,
Lucky Dragons,
Terry Callier,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New Order,
The Happenings,
L. Decosne,
Amazonics,
The Index,
Basic Channel,
Suicide,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.