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 Tonga and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron 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 Cluster to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Vainqueur,
New Order,
The Techniques,
Don Cherry,
Television Personalities,
The Leaves,
The Gun Club,
Angry Samoans,
Procol Harum,
Soft Cell,
The Wake,
H. Thieme,
LL Cool J,
Roxette,
Erykah Badu,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Hasil Adkins,
AZ,
Japan,
Donald Byrd,
Yazoo,
Tom Boy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Underground Resistance,
Lindisfarne,
Robert Wyatt,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Holt,
Skriet,
The Busters,
X-101,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Crash Course in Science,
Fatback Band,
Quantec,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pussy Galore,
The Beau Brummels,
One Last Wish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ituana,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nation of Ulysses,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Star Department,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Coltrane,
The Doors,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jacob Miller,
Thee Headcoats,
Hardrive,
The Durutti Column,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moby Grape,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-Ray Spex,
The Moleskins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.