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 Bhutan and from Tokyo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
the Human League,
Monks,
Negative Approach,
Radio Birdman,
The Star Department,
Lou Reed,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobby Byrd,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ronan,
Con Funk Shun,
Eric Copeland,
Barrington Levy,
The Names,
The Mojo Men,
Adolescents,
Nas,
Glenn Branca,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nils Olav,
DJ Style,
Iggy Pop,
Panda Bear,
Minor Threat,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Model 500,
Magma,
The Young Rascals,
Livin' Joy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nirvana,
Rapeman,
Arab on Radar,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wally Richardson,
Wings,
Slick Rick,
Moebius,
Marmalade,
Sight & Sound,
Alphaville,
Peter & Gordon,
La Düsseldorf,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Monochrome Set,
Arcadia,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott Heron,
Godley & Creme,
Deakin,
The Residents,
Parry Music,
Roy Ayers,
The Blackbyrds,
Ituana,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.