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 Cambodia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb 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 Loose Ends to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Popol Vuh,
Michelle Simonal,
Subhumans,
The Invisible,
LL Cool J,
Black Bananas,
Neil Young,
Eddi Front,
Brass Construction,
Skarface,
Stiv Bators,
Johnny Clarke,
Little Man,
Shuggie Otis,
Quadrant,
Arthur Verocai,
Terry Callier,
Susan Cadogan,
Altered Images,
The Techniques,
Outsiders,
Roy Ayers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wasted Youth,
Joe Smooth,
Pantaleimon,
Bad Manners,
Monks,
Gabor Szabo,
Television Personalities,
The Walker Brothers,
Nils Olav,
Television,
Guru Guru,
Blake Baxter,
Nico,
Jandek,
Minny Pops,
New Order,
Liliput,
Boredoms,
Bootsy Collins,
Qualms,
The Young Rascals,
Freddie Wadling,
Average White Band,
Gong,
Bill Near,
The Count Five,
Donald Byrd,
The Grass Roots,
H. Thieme,
Talk Talk,
Angry Samoans,
Inner City,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Derrick May,
The Mojo Men,
Negative Approach,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.