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 Sierra Leone and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cymande 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Supertramp,
The United States of America,
Minor Threat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brass Construction,
The J.B.'s,
Brand Nubian,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
Arab on Radar,
Scrapy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Derrick May,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rufus Thomas,
Gregory Isaacs,
This Heat,
Eric Dolphy,
Joy Division,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Wake,
The Human League,
Gastr Del Sol,
Todd Terry,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
David Bowie,
Connie Case,
John Lydon,
Malaria!,
Basic Channel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hardrive,
New Order,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Isaac Hayes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gap Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Joe Smooth,
Pulsallama,
Godley & Creme,
LL Cool J,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Underground Resistance,
Bauhaus,
Procol Harum,
Zero Boys,
Siglo XX,
Marvin Gaye,
Ornette Coleman,
Model 500,
Radiopuhelimet,
Charles Mingus,
Laurel Aitken,
Johnny Clarke,
Gong,
Alphaville,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.