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 Mongolia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 The Invisible to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Rhythm & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Todd Terry,
The Moleskins,
Donald Byrd,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Golliwogs,
Desert Stars,
Hasil Adkins,
Max Romeo,
Bobby Womack,
Delta 5,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Babytalk,
Marvin Gaye,
Yusef Lateef,
Crispy Ambulance,
Black Moon,
Chris & Cosey,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Holt,
Gong,
Aural Exciters,
The Index,
Ten City,
The Gladiators,
Electric Prunes,
Metal Thangz,
June of 44,
The Five Americans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Little Man,
The Move,
Brand Nubian,
Steve Hackett,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Monolake,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pussy Galore,
James Chance & The Contortions,
F. McDonald,
Audionom,
Soft Cell,
The Slits,
The Standells,
Scientists,
L. Decosne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Laurel Aitken,
Crispian St. Peters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joyce Sims,
Jeru the Damaja,
FM Einheit,
Arcadia,
the Sonics,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.