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 Ghana and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Isaac Hayes to the dance 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Cymande,
Bluetip,
Swell Maps,
Easy Going,
Depeche Mode,
Model 500,
Pulsallama,
The Cure,
Crash Course in Science,
Au Pairs,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Sheep,
Aural Exciters,
X-101,
Public Enemy,
Spoonie Gee,
Soulsonic Force,
Stiv Bators,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Byrd,
Popol Vuh,
Angry Samoans,
FM Einheit,
The Pop Group,
Maleditus Sound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
LL Cool J,
The Golliwogs,
Ponytail,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scan 7,
Lebanon Hanover,
June Days,
Derrick Morgan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quantec,
UT,
Matthew Halsall,
Jawbox,
Juan Atkins,
Make Up,
Reagan Youth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Newcleus,
Hardrive,
Suburban Knight,
The Evens,
Amon Düül II,
Stetsasonic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Chrome,
Reuben Wilson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Donald Byrd,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.