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 Congo and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Mark Hollis to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Lucky Dragons,
Slave,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Normal,
Kool Moe Dee,
Michelle Simonal,
The Neon Judgement,
These Immortal Souls,
Livin' Joy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Niagra,
Matthew Bourne,
Sarah Menescal,
Zapp,
Steve Hackett,
Unrelated Segments,
EPMD,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Anakelly,
Lower 48,
Au Pairs,
Vladislav Delay,
Hardrive,
Kurtis Blow,
Masters at Work,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Bar-Kays,
Wolf Eyes,
Rapeman,
Porter Ricks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Happenings,
Rotary Connection,
Kas Product,
Symarip,
The Gories,
Arthur Verocai,
Minny Pops,
Juan Atkins,
H. Thieme,
Hasil Adkins,
The Motions,
The Invisible,
Popol Vuh,
Lyres,
The Trojans,
Ronan,
Rakim,
Fear,
Amazonics,
Eric B and Rakim,
Section 25,
Radio Birdman,
Dark Day,
Shoche,
Joe Smooth,
Easy Going,
Grey Daturas,
KRS-One,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.