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 Marshall Islands and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ 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 Coltrane to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Amazonics,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Real Kids,
Skarface,
Boz Scaggs,
Theoretical Girls,
Fatback Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Fela Kuti,
Ohio Players,
Janne Schatter,
Agitation Free,
Absolute Body Control,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mad Mike,
Cymande,
Magma,
Soul Sonic Force,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Max Romeo,
Massinfluence,
The Zeros,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dead C,
The Sonics,
The Selecter,
The Fugs,
Kaleidoscope,
The Move,
The Gun Club,
Cameo,
Peter & Gordon,
Joe Finger,
Suburban Knight,
The Human League,
Sight & Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
OOIOO,
Harmonia,
Procol Harum,
Roxette,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jawbox,
KRS-One,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Babytalk,
Kurtis Blow,
Erasure,
The Neon Judgement,
Crime,
Talk Talk,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Monks,
Rapeman,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.