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 Monaco and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
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 marimba 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 Outsiders to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stetsasonic,
Simply Red,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joy Division,
The Techniques,
Soul II Soul,
Freddie Wadling,
Roy Ayers,
Moss Icon,
Liliput,
CMW,
Avey Tare,
Junior Murvin,
Patti Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Dirtbombs,
Ludus,
Alice Coltrane,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cybotron,
Kenny Larkin,
Letta Mbulu,
Stereo Dub,
Cameo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Glenn Branca,
In Retrospect,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Zeros,
Erykah Badu,
Motorama,
The Mummies,
Todd Rundgren,
June of 44,
Peter and Kerry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unwound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gladiators,
Brick,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Cure,
Bush Tetras,
Television Personalities,
Sonny Sharrock,
Symarip,
FM Einheit,
Ten City,
The Fugs,
Tommy Roe,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lucky Dragons,
The Remains,
Rakim,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.