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 India and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Michelle Simonal to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harry Pussy,
Gichy Dan,
Peter & Gordon,
Wolf Eyes,
Isaac Hayes,
The Trojans,
Second Layer,
Stiv Bators,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Moon,
The Fortunes,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aural Exciters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Coltrane,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rod Modell,
Blossom Toes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kerrie Biddell,
Negative Approach,
Pierre Henry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Erykah Badu,
Sandy B,
The Dead C,
Saccharine Trust,
Ultravox,
Johnny Osbourne,
Trumans Water,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sixth Finger,
The Fugs,
Black Sheep,
Zero Boys,
Ludus,
Supertramp,
Janne Schatter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Charles Mingus,
Matthew Halsall,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MC5,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Q and Not U,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Happenings,
Outsiders,
Sällskapet,
Symarip,
The Associates,
Alton Ellis,
Henry Cow,
Marvin Gaye,
Spoonie Gee,
Girls At Our Best!,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.