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 Laos and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
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 synthesizer 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 John Lydon to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Schoolly D,
Reagan Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Roxette,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mantronix,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sällskapet,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sister Nancy,
Slick Rick,
Dorothy Ashby,
Livin' Joy,
Sun City Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boredoms,
Von Mondo,
Ultravox,
H. Thieme,
Wasted Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker,
The Music Machine,
Robert Görl,
Girls At Our Best!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kenny Larkin,
Harmonia,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Modern Lovers,
Sex Pistols,
Sandy B,
David Axelrod,
Echospace,
Pulsallama,
The Skatalites,
Brick,
Darondo,
Henry Cow,
Jeff Lynne,
Avey Tare,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Young Marble Giants,
The Angels of Light,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Khruangbin,
K-Klass,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Excepter,
Blossom Toes,
Liliput,
Marine Girls,
The Five Americans,
Maleditus Sound,
Soft Machine,
Howard Jones,
Barbara Tucker,
Isaac Hayes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.