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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 John Holt to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
The Fuzztones,
Yusef Lateef,
Scion,
Fifty Foot Hose,
ABC,
Black Sheep,
The Remains,
Scan 7,
Aaron Thompson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dual Sessions,
The Martian,
The Dave Clark Five,
Stiv Bators,
The Pretty Things,
Reagan Youth,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nico,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Absolute Body Control,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tim Buckley,
Jerry's Kids,
Popol Vuh,
The Gap Band,
Barbara Tucker,
DJ Sneak,
Brand Nubian,
The Pop Group,
Brass Construction,
Tom Boy,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
OOIOO,
Roxette,
Half Japanese,
Girls At Our Best!,
Second Layer,
Monolake,
X-102,
The Cowsills,
Aswad,
The Modern Lovers,
Easy Going,
Althea and Donna,
Simply Red,
Zapp,
Roxy Music,
The Gories,
Masters at Work,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Star Department,
Lyres,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.