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 Guyana and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Guru Guru to the crunk 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Lower 48,
Ronan,
Urselle,
Heaven 17,
Gong,
L. Decosne,
Juan Atkins,
The Remains,
Procol Harum,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Groovy Waters,
Warren Ellis,
EPMD,
The Star Department,
Joensuu 1685,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Gap Band,
the Sonics,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nation of Ulysses,
PIL,
The Music Machine,
Soft Machine,
Nas,
Jacob Miller,
Rakim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Shuggie Otis,
Erykah Badu,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mojo Men,
Wasted Youth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Surgeon,
Average White Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
K-Klass,
Pantytec,
The Grass Roots,
Terrestrial Tones,
Inner City,
The Dead C,
The Fire Engines,
Yazoo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Erasure,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Junior Murvin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Radiopuhelimet,
Index,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Thompson Twins,
Patti Smith,
Quantec,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.