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 Saudi Arabia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
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 synthesizer 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 The Barracudas to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DJ Style,
X-101,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bauhaus,
The Pop Group,
Matthew Halsall,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lungfish,
Barbara Tucker,
PIL,
Jacques Brel,
Ken Boothe,
Duran Duran,
Minnie Riperton,
Donny Hathaway,
The Raincoats,
Brand Nubian,
Ultra Naté,
Maleditus Sound,
Trumans Water,
Magazine,
The Tremeloes,
Lou Christie,
Idris Muhammad,
Rosa Yemen,
X-102,
Delon & Dalcan,
Das Ding,
The Fire Engines,
Essential Logic,
Yazoo,
Jacob Miller,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Warren Ellis,
Vladislav Delay,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Blancmange,
Faraquet,
The Searchers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Young Marble Giants,
Heaven 17,
The Blues Magoos,
Pere Ubu,
The Index,
Hasil Adkins,
Mad Mike,
Arthur Verocai,
Freddie Wadling,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tropical Tobacco,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.