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 Nepal and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 snare 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 Delon & Dalcan to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds 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?
Roy Ayers,
Chris Corsano,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DNA,
Gerry Rafferty,
Brand Nubian,
Yaz,
Ice-T,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Litter,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Sherman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David McCallum,
Y Pants,
Suicide,
Derrick May,
The New Christs,
Rotary Connection,
Pierre Henry,
Big Daddy Kane,
E-Dancer,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
In Retrospect,
the Slits,
The Evens,
Mad Mike,
Robert Wyatt,
The Mummies,
Deepchord,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The J.B.'s,
Albert Ayler,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eddi Front,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stereo Dub,
the Human League,
Television Personalities,
Maurizio,
Unwound,
Rufus Thomas,
The Stooges,
Sun Ra,
John Lydon,
JFA,
Thee Headcoats,
Jerry's Kids,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Smiths,
Black Moon,
Eden Ahbez,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Underground Resistance,
The Standells,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Yazoo,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ohio Players,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.