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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 funk 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Arthur Verocai,
Excepter,
U.S. Maple,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nation of Ulysses,
New Order,
Nas,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soul II Soul,
Steve Hackett,
The J.B.'s,
Groovy Waters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Masters at Work,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Von Mondo,
Public Enemy,
Flipper,
Magma,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lakeside,
Althea and Donna,
Jandek,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cecil Taylor,
Skriet,
New York Dolls,
Grauzone,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Monochrome Set,
La Düsseldorf,
KRS-One,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
R.M.O.,
Bobby Sherman,
Kaleidoscope,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crispy Ambulance,
Darondo,
Robert Wyatt,
Gastr Del Sol,
David Bowie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
Moss Icon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Derrick Morgan,
Bush Tetras,
The Angels of Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Angry Samoans,
The Birthday Party,
The Dead C,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Junior Murvin,
Maurizio,
Ohio Players,
Outsiders,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.