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 Peru and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ 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 Cecil Taylor to the punk 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Massinfluence,
Excepter,
The Music Machine,
The Mojo Men,
48th St. Collective,
Lungfish,
Fluxion,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gang Starr,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Foxx,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Desert Stars,
Slave,
Index,
Chris Corsano,
The Gladiators,
These Immortal Souls,
Godley & Creme,
The Dave Clark Five,
Visage,
Hardrive,
Unrelated Segments,
John Coltrane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jacob Miller,
David McCallum,
the Bar-Kays,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nils Olav,
The American Breed,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeff Mills,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Womack,
Alice Coltrane,
Marc Almond,
Faust,
John Lydon,
Eden Ahbez,
Sexual Harrassment,
Reuben Wilson,
Groovy Waters,
The Beau Brummels,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultra Naté,
The Litter,
Organ,
Smog,
Idris Muhammad,
MC5,
Animal Collective,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.