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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the jazz 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alison Limerick,
Second Layer,
Jacques Brel,
The Happenings,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Popol Vuh,
Outsiders,
Circle Jerks,
Model 500,
Scott Walker,
Nik Kershaw,
Gabor Szabo,
Tears for Fears,
Shoche,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pulsallama,
Essential Logic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cecil Taylor,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scratch Acid,
Newcleus,
Zero Boys,
Barrington Levy,
Jeff Mills,
The Misunderstood,
Dawn Penn,
Aural Exciters,
Half Japanese,
CMW,
Guru Guru,
Marvin Gaye,
Stiv Bators,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lakeside,
Procol Harum,
Sight & Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Johnny Clarke,
Goldenarms,
Black Flag,
Joyce Sims,
The Real Kids,
Lyres,
The Toasters,
Robert Hood,
John Cale,
Inner City,
Eli Mardock,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ronan,
the Sonics,
Subhumans,
The Techniques,
Crash Course in Science,
Thompson Twins,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.