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 Ukraine and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 Accra and Madrid.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Stereo Dub to the rock 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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Lee Hazlewood,
Steve Hackett,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Matthew Halsall,
Royal Trux,
Lyres,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Doors,
Rotary Connection,
The Searchers,
The Trojans,
Sixth Finger,
Delta 5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Silicon Teens,
Warsaw,
Jeff Lynne,
Whodini,
The Stooges,
Amazonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Nils Olav,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ituana,
Soft Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
Nico,
Black Flag,
Tommy Roe,
The Moleskins,
Agitation Free,
Procol Harum,
Brothers Johnson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Index,
The Sonics,
The Cowsills,
Young Marble Giants,
Roy Ayers,
Scrapy,
Section 25,
DJ Style,
Funky Four + One,
X-102,
The Gap Band,
Scion,
Minutemen,
Stereo Dub,
Gabor Szabo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sound,
The Neon Judgement,
Vladislav Delay,
DJ Sneak,
Eddi Front,
Harmonia,
David McCallum,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Das Ding,
Aaron Thompson,
KRS-One,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.