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 Libya and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare 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 Groovy Waters to the funk 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
R.M.O.,
Can,
Anthony Braxton,
The Knickerbockers,
Pantytec,
Scan 7,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joey Negro,
Alphaville,
Marmalade,
Banda Bassotti,
The Techniques,
CMW,
Godley & Creme,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jerry's Kids,
The Selecter,
Duran Duran,
Magma,
David McCallum,
Fad Gadget,
Archie Shepp,
Section 25,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Los Fastidios,
Barry Ungar,
the Soft Cell,
The Tremeloes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minutemen,
Unwound,
Quadrant,
The Smiths,
Erykah Badu,
Barbara Tucker,
Sällskapet,
The Searchers,
Make Up,
The Cure,
The Index,
The Young Rascals,
Niagra,
Charles Mingus,
Arthur Verocai,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skarface,
Alison Limerick,
The Remains,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Standells,
Circle Jerks,
Maurizio,
Sister Nancy,
Model 500,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camberwell Now,
Unrelated Segments,
Judy Mowatt,
New York Dolls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.