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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scan 7 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nils Olav,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Angry Samoans,
Basic Channel,
Donny Hathaway,
EPMD,
the Swans,
Ossler,
Frankie Knuckles,
Minor Threat,
D'Angelo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soul II Soul,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sexual Harrassment,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sixth Finger,
Thompson Twins,
These Immortal Souls,
Flipper,
The Barracudas,
The Beau Brummels,
Bauhaus,
Marvin Gaye,
Sandy B,
Mr. Review,
The Fugs,
Animal Collective,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cymande,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crooked Eye,
Funky Four + One,
Albert Ayler,
Marmalade,
Kerrie Biddell,
Amon Düül II,
Terry Callier,
Niagra,
Suburban Knight,
Aural Exciters,
Rapeman,
Anthony Braxton,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jeff Mills,
Organ,
Sex Pistols,
Mad Mike,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Morten Harket,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gories,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ludus,
the Normal,
One Last Wish,
Tim Buckley,
The Happenings,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.