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 Dominica and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Tomorrow to the grunge 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Popol Vuh,
The Remains,
Dual Sessions,
John Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Angels of Light,
Q65,
Brand Nubian,
Monks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Visage,
JFA,
Marine Girls,
Patti Smith,
The Offenders,
Unrelated Segments,
Ponytail,
Lucky Dragons,
The Five Americans,
The Moleskins,
Sparks,
Ice-T,
Siglo XX,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fela Kuti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Seeds,
Pierre Henry,
Eric Copeland,
Colin Newman,
Animal Collective,
The Toasters,
The Golliwogs,
The Gories,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Grass Roots,
Skriet,
Junior Murvin,
Avey Tare,
Drexciya,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stereo Dub,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pulsallama,
Warren Ellis,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Move,
Minny Pops,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
AZ,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Icehouse,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.