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 Eritrea and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 oboe 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 Easy Going to the rap 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Selecter,
The Human League,
Minor Threat,
The Mojo Men,
Das Ding,
Schoolly D,
DJ Sneak,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eddi Front,
Maleditus Sound,
U.S. Maple,
Aloha Tigers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Subhumans,
Rekid,
Chris & Cosey,
Harmonia,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camberwell Now,
Hardrive,
Procol Harum,
In Retrospect,
The Kinks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Prince Buster,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Erykah Badu,
Archie Shepp,
Yusef Lateef,
Cecil Taylor,
Saccharine Trust,
Country Teasers,
Moebius,
Niagra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ohio Players,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Swans,
Byron Stingily,
Rapeman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Five Americans,
Robert Wyatt,
Agent Orange,
Scan 7,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Moss Icon,
June of 44,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
a-ha,
Man Parrish,
Toni Rubio,
Soft Cell,
Sound Behaviour,
The Blackbyrds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Flipper,
The Count Five,
The Black Dice,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.