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 Sudan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 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 Ronnie Foster to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Count Five. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
The Doobie Brothers,
Absolute Body Control,
Arthur Verocai,
L. Decosne,
The Barracudas,
The Angels of Light,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fela Kuti,
The Monks,
Das Ding,
Circle Jerks,
Half Japanese,
Scientists,
Lindisfarne,
Danielle Patucci,
Aswad,
Youth Brigade,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Frankie Knuckles,
Girls At Our Best!,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang Starr,
Lalann,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Gladiators,
Swell Maps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Copeland,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Tremeloes,
Sällskapet,
Roger Hodgson,
Ituana,
The Pretty Things,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marmalade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Black Dice,
KRS-One,
Harmonia,
Oblivians,
Idris Muhammad,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Grass Roots,
X-101,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cymande,
Unrelated Segments,
The Divine Comedy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Underground Resistance,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mad Mike,
The Durutti Column,
Little Man,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.