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 Italy and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kerri Chandler to the grunge 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Flamin' Groovies,
Heaven 17,
Roy Ayers,
Zapp,
Blake Baxter,
Joe Smooth,
The Selecter,
Gabor Szabo,
Hardrive,
Sparks,
Man Parrish,
The Evens,
Patti Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Supertramp,
Marc Almond,
Harmonia,
Magma,
Cecil Taylor,
Throbbing Gristle,
Monks,
Simply Red,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeff Mills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
LL Cool J,
Matthew Bourne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Moebius,
Fugazi,
The Misunderstood,
The Wake,
The Doobie Brothers,
Negative Approach,
Nirvana,
Crash Course in Science,
Pagans,
Boz Scaggs,
New Age Steppers,
the Normal,
Darondo,
Camberwell Now,
The Blackbyrds,
James White and The Blacks,
Faust,
Radiohead,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bluetip,
Mary Jane Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fuzztones,
Minny Pops,
Quadrant,
Connie Case,
Mo-Dettes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.