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 Jordan and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Procol Harum to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Niagra,
Rufus Thomas,
X-Ray Spex,
New Order,
The Leaves,
Cameo,
New York Dolls,
Vainqueur,
Sarah Menescal,
Anthony Braxton,
The Motions,
Wings,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter and Kerry,
Arab on Radar,
JFA,
The Velvet Underground,
Letta Mbulu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Piero Umiliani,
Kaleidoscope,
The Monks,
Eurythmics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Subhumans,
Procol Harum,
Sound Behaviour,
Main Source,
Ohio Players,
Television Personalities,
The Fire Engines,
Siglo XX,
Ronnie Foster,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soft Cell,
Monolake,
Brand Nubian,
Amazonics,
Suburban Knight,
Kevin Saunderson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roger Hodgson,
ABBA,
Deadbeat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Music Machine,
Negative Approach,
the Swans,
Quando Quango,
Lalann,
Neu!,
Model 500,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Bananas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Residents,
Television,
Aswad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Red Krayola,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.