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 Tunisia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Barrington Levy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
10cc,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Metal Thangz,
The Index,
Mary Jane Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
The United States of America,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crooked Eye,
Ultravox,
Anthony Braxton,
OOIOO,
Junior Murvin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fear,
Arcadia,
the Soft Cell,
LL Cool J,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sun Ra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Japan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Inner City,
Zero Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jerry's Kids,
Soul II Soul,
The Techniques,
The Beau Brummels,
Depeche Mode,
Flash Fearless,
Davy DMX,
Eurythmics,
Make Up,
Goldenarms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mars,
Nirvana,
The Detroit Cobras,
Danielle Patucci,
Donald Byrd,
Eli Mardock,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Human League,
the Swans,
Crime,
Procol Harum,
Scion,
Mr. Review,
Severed Heads,
Von Mondo,
Main Source,
Alice Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Young Marble Giants,
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.