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 China and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Todd Terry to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Nirvana,
Television Personalities,
Rufus Thomas,
Harpers Bizarre,
Popol Vuh,
Ultravox,
Model 500,
Duran Duran,
Kurtis Blow,
Anakelly,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Wyatt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rapeman,
Reagan Youth,
Terrestrial Tones,
a-ha,
The Vogues,
Slave,
Alton Ellis,
The Mojo Men,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wasted Youth,
Whodini,
Intrusion,
Shoche,
UT,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Move,
The Walker Brothers,
H. Thieme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang On A Can,
The Remains,
Deepchord,
Michelle Simonal,
One Last Wish,
Bush Tetras,
AZ,
Brothers Johnson,
Eddi Front,
The Fortunes,
Cymande,
The Electric Prunes,
Eve St. Jones,
Simply Red,
The Saints,
The Monks,
The Evens,
Oneida,
The Count Five,
The Golliwogs,
Blake Baxter,
Fat Boys,
Lower 48,
Banda Bassotti,
Moss Icon,
Faust,
Colin Newman,
Dark Day,
Bobby Byrd,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.