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 Norway and from Manila.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Donald Fagen 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 Flash Fearless to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Monolake,
The Standells,
Ossler,
The Smiths,
The Smoke,
Thompson Twins,
Jacob Miller,
June of 44,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Doors,
Japan,
Dual Sessions,
Blake Baxter,
Tom Boy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mark Hollis,
The Alarm Clocks,
Public Enemy,
Terry Callier,
Outsiders,
PIL,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sam Rivers,
Khruangbin,
Q65,
DNA,
Gil Scott Heron,
David Axelrod,
Yazoo,
Pole,
Idris Muhammad,
David McCallum,
Joyce Sims,
Carl Craig,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Metal Thangz,
K-Klass,
JFA,
Nick Fraelich,
The Electric Prunes,
Young Marble Giants,
Fear,
The Leaves,
Urselle,
Dennis Brown,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Trumans Water,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
Hasil Adkins,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gastr Del Sol,
Negative Approach,
Jerry's Kids,
Bob Dylan,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.