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 Peru and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dave Gahan to the techno 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants 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?
Gang of Four,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Wells,
Technova,
Godley & Creme,
Darondo,
The Motions,
Boz Scaggs,
China Crisis,
The Names,
Goldenarms,
These Immortal Souls,
The Busters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ten City,
Eric Copeland,
Marshall Jefferson,
Q and Not U,
Warsaw,
Wasted Youth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nils Olav,
Oblivians,
Judy Mowatt,
Underground Resistance,
Country Teasers,
Agent Orange,
The Star Department,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Zeros,
The Barracudas,
The Flesh Eaters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Womack,
The Victims,
Howard Jones,
Junior Murvin,
Roy Ayers,
Heaven 17,
Henry Cow,
Cecil Taylor,
Chris Corsano,
Soul II Soul,
Mary Jane Girls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Banda Bassotti,
Skarface,
Roxette,
Faraquet,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Sherman,
Leonard Cohen,
Deadbeat,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Massinfluence,
Soft Cell,
Blossom Toes,
Grey Daturas,
Fluxion,
Kenny Larkin,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Sound,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.