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 United States and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba 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 Hot Snakes to the rap 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultravox,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anakelly,
Black Bananas,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bill Wells,
Yusef Lateef,
Pole,
Amon Düül,
Alice Coltrane,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Derrick Morgan,
Neu!,
The Invisible,
Henry Cow,
Altered Images,
Morten Harket,
The Standells,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Porter Ricks,
the Slits,
Aswad,
Tomorrow,
Outsiders,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Fortunes,
Sam Rivers,
Ossler,
Cybotron,
Hashim,
Hardrive,
Oblivians,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Arab on Radar,
Alton Ellis,
Minnie Riperton,
The Mojo Men,
The Monks,
The Barracudas,
The Dead C,
John Coltrane,
Big Daddy Kane,
One Last Wish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dave Gahan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Black Flag,
The Skatalites,
The Kinks,
Can,
Reagan Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
48th St. Collective,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Organ,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.