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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Stetsasonic to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Sandy B,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dave Gahan,
Los Fastidios,
Duran Duran,
Angry Samoans,
The Moleskins,
Silicon Teens,
Pere Ubu,
Flash Fearless,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dual Sessions,
Avey Tare,
Smog,
Crash Course in Science,
ABBA,
Arab on Radar,
Don Cherry,
The Pretty Things,
Sly & The Family Stone,
June of 44,
Derrick Morgan,
Arcadia,
The Misunderstood,
Eve St. Jones,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Suicide,
Buzzcocks,
Erasure,
Blossom Toes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gong,
Circle Jerks,
Sällskapet,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Erykah Badu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
World's Most,
Ronan,
Aural Exciters,
Henry Cow,
Ponytail,
Delta 5,
Magma,
Sarah Menescal,
Visage,
Bobby Womack,
Banda Bassotti,
Robert Wyatt,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
PIL,
Drive Like Jehu,
Shuggie Otis,
Second Layer,
Icehouse,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.