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 Niger and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Associates 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Qualms,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terrestrial Tones,
T. Rex,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pantaleimon,
Quadrant,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Saccharine Trust,
The Count Five,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Alarm Clocks,
Negative Approach,
Sonny Sharrock,
Prince Buster,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Blackbyrds,
Hoover,
The Buckinghams,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kurtis Blow,
Fela Kuti,
Organ,
Ronan,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Dead C,
Buzzcocks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Reuben Wilson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Basic Channel,
Black Sheep,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sister Nancy,
The Blues Magoos,
Sparks,
Nico,
Joe Smooth,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Misunderstood,
The Offenders,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Con Funk Shun,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Sonics,
Gang Starr,
The Cowsills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Essential Logic,
Crooked Eye,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispian St. Peters,
a-ha,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.