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 Belgium and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar 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 Alton Ellis to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
H. Thieme,
FM Einheit,
Loose Ends,
The Fall,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alton Ellis,
Sister Nancy,
Dennis Brown,
Joe Smooth,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dave Gahan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pantaleimon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Youth Brigade,
Lakeside,
Aaron Thompson,
Terry Callier,
The Slits,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Spandau Ballet,
Jeff Lynne,
The Mummies,
the Normal,
Harmonia,
Con Funk Shun,
The New Christs,
Marvin Gaye,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wasted Youth,
Alison Limerick,
Rotary Connection,
Marine Girls,
Underground Resistance,
Arab on Radar,
Girls At Our Best!,
Byron Stingily,
Niagra,
U.S. Maple,
Lyres,
The Music Machine,
The Modern Lovers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Alarm Clocks,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Birthday Party,
Absolute Body Control,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Moon,
Visage,
Man Parrish,
Joyce Sims,
Nas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Spoonie Gee,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.