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 Israel and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Q and Not U to the rock 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Jeff Mills,
Can,
Stetsasonic,
Ronan,
Vladislav Delay,
Maleditus Sound,
Bob Dylan,
Jerry's Kids,
Andrew Hill,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Q and Not U,
The Buckinghams,
Roxy Music,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scion,
Procol Harum,
Tim Buckley,
Sparks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
OOIOO,
Kenny Larkin,
Kayak,
Fat Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Japan,
Idris Muhammad,
Newcleus,
Brick,
The Gap Band,
The Move,
The Residents,
Negative Approach,
Iggy Pop,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Inner City,
The Slackers,
The Fugs,
The Names,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barry Ungar,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Boredoms,
Pere Ubu,
Unrelated Segments,
The Toasters,
Arthur Verocai,
Johnny Osbourne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Blackbyrds,
Slave,
the Swans,
Crime,
Stiv Bators,
X-102,
cv313,
PIL,
Boz Scaggs,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.