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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mission of Burma to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Mad Mike,
The Zeros,
Mandrill,
Robert Görl,
Franke,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lungfish,
Marc Almond,
Gregory Isaacs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thompson Twins,
Soul II Soul,
The Gap Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Porter Ricks,
Hoover,
Loose Ends,
Q65,
DJ Sneak,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Smoke,
Bill Wells,
Hot Snakes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Surgeon,
Fear,
Saccharine Trust,
Average White Band,
Gichy Dan,
Malaria!,
Theoretical Girls,
Deepchord,
Mission of Burma,
Country Teasers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Carl Craig,
Nick Fraelich,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Circle Jerks,
K-Klass,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kas Product,
Vladislav Delay,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultimate Spinach,
X-102,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Vogues,
Marmalade,
The Skatalites,
The Birthday Party,
Sun Ra,
Alphaville,
Ronnie Foster,
The Velvet Underground,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.