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 Namibia and from London.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the grime 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Robert Hood,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
China Crisis,
Joy Division,
The Trojans,
Nik Kershaw,
Letta Mbulu,
Bob Dylan,
Sun City Girls,
a-ha,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Simply Red,
The Velvet Underground,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Motorama,
The Standells,
Eli Mardock,
the Normal,
Grey Daturas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Fad Gadget,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Duran Duran,
Piero Umiliani,
The Grass Roots,
Tres Demented,
Oblivians,
Severed Heads,
Niagra,
Wally Richardson,
Babytalk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Bar-Kays,
Scientists,
Quadrant,
Thee Headcoats,
Godley & Creme,
The Real Kids,
Talk Talk,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Womack,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Busters,
Delta 5,
Clear Light,
Harmonia,
Danielle Patucci,
Anakelly,
DNA,
Fela Kuti,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Sherman,
Tom Boy,
Mars,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.