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 Germany 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bad Manners to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Joyce Sims,
Thompson Twins,
Eurythmics,
The Trojans,
The J.B.'s,
Dave Gahan,
Boredoms,
Amon Düül II,
Nirvana,
Gastr Del Sol,
Stockholm Monsters,
Buzzcocks,
Crash Course in Science,
Erasure,
Young Marble Giants,
Cymande,
The Monks,
Soulsonic Force,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Dirtbombs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
New Order,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barbara Tucker,
Nico,
Smog,
Talk Talk,
Erykah Badu,
The Pretty Things,
Hasil Adkins,
Joensuu 1685,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joy Division,
Ultra Naté,
Radiohead,
The Sound,
The United States of America,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
MC5,
Barry Ungar,
Bobby Byrd,
Wally Richardson,
The Durutti Column,
Chris Corsano,
Black Moon,
The Real Kids,
Spoonie Gee,
Circle Jerks,
Sight & Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Pharoah Sanders,
Brick,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Popol Vuh,
Scan 7,
John Foxx,
Goldenarms,
Q and Not U,
Wings,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.