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 Germany and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ludus,
Bad Manners,
Zero Boys,
X-101,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lyres,
Marc Almond,
Little Man,
The Walker Brothers,
Neil Young,
Crime,
Mars,
Steve Hackett,
Albert Ayler,
Visage,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Leaves,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alton Ellis,
cv313,
Marmalade,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Barracudas,
June Days,
The Cowsills,
Organ,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ice-T,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kaleidoscope,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hasil Adkins,
Panda Bear,
Bronski Beat,
Harry Pussy,
The Selecter,
Mo-Dettes,
The Star Department,
Kayak,
Whodini,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Goldenarms,
Grey Daturas,
Erykah Badu,
Moebius,
Saccharine Trust,
The Golliwogs,
Sarah Menescal,
Matthew Halsall,
Jerry's Kids,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.