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 France and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free 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?
The Angels of Light,
The Move,
Stereo Dub,
Jeru the Damaja,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Toni Rubio,
Funky Four + One,
Barbara Tucker,
Chrome,
Funkadelic,
Traffic Nightmare,
Suburban Knight,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ponytail,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
D'Angelo,
Massinfluence,
Kerrie Biddell,
Underground Resistance,
Eli Mardock,
The Music Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Faraquet,
Cluster,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pulsallama,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nas,
Soulsonic Force,
Hardrive,
The Beau Brummels,
Ken Boothe,
These Immortal Souls,
Supertramp,
John Foxx,
KRS-One,
Joe Finger,
Magma,
David Bowie,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ronnie Foster,
Laurel Aitken,
Simply Red,
The Human League,
Fad Gadget,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brand Nubian,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Mills,
Subhumans,
the Human League,
Ralphi Rosario,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Goldenarms,
Bob Dylan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cymande,
Matthew Halsall,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.