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 St Lucia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the jazz 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Lalo Schifrin,
David Axelrod,
Khruangbin,
the Association,
Intrusion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Last Poets,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Moebius,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minor Threat,
Barrington Levy,
Main Source,
Cybotron,
Organ,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Tremeloes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hashim,
Nik Kershaw,
Monks,
The Standells,
The Music Machine,
Liliput,
Little Man,
Y Pants,
Pierre Henry,
New Order,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marmalade,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Mummies,
Outsiders,
Man Parrish,
Surgeon,
Suburban Knight,
Amon Düül,
Ronnie Foster,
Hardrive,
Average White Band,
DNA,
the Normal,
Colin Newman,
Das Ding,
Fela Kuti,
Public Enemy,
Dark Day,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Buckinghams,
Scientists,
Infiniti,
Wolf Eyes,
Eric Dolphy,
Aural Exciters,
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.