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 Haiti and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Nik Kershaw to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Magazine,
Tim Buckley,
The Sound,
Blancmange,
The Remains,
The Mummies,
Visage,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Todd Rundgren,
Nico,
Echospace,
The Fall,
Eric Copeland,
Tommy Roe,
Stereo Dub,
Ash Ra Tempel,
FM Einheit,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Associates,
L. Decosne,
Laurel Aitken,
Bang On A Can,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Techniques,
Bauhaus,
Eden Ahbez,
Soul II Soul,
Iggy Pop,
Black Pus,
Blossom Toes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Trumans Water,
Derrick May,
Lebanon Hanover,
Youth Brigade,
Banda Bassotti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yaz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Japan,
Aaron Thompson,
World's Most,
DJ Sneak,
Q65,
Cybotron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Count Five,
Chris & Cosey,
Alison Limerick,
Neu!,
Eric Dolphy,
DJ Style,
Drive Like Jehu,
Section 25,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultravox,
Minny Pops,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.