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 Libya and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gang Starr to the dance 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Inner City,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Sound,
Alison Limerick,
The Buckinghams,
Pierre Henry,
The Angels of Light,
The Skatalites,
Animal Collective,
Danielle Patucci,
Negative Approach,
The Wake,
MDC,
The Victims,
Eurythmics,
The Mojo Men,
Das Ding,
Gang of Four,
Au Pairs,
KRS-One,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soft Machine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
This Heat,
Byron Stingily,
The Cure,
Mandrill,
Crime,
The Selecter,
In Retrospect,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bluetip,
X-102,
Agent Orange,
Malaria!,
Oblivians,
Fugazi,
Radiopuhelimet,
Masters at Work,
The Shadows of Knight,
Davy DMX,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fluxion,
The Fugs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Siglo XX,
Main Source,
Tommy Roe,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeff Lynne,
Marine Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Juan Atkins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.