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 Tanzania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Ronnie Foster to the techno 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Sugar Minott,
The Mummies,
Electric Prunes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Morten Harket,
Country Teasers,
the Human League,
Harry Pussy,
Blossom Toes,
Television,
Harmonia,
Basic Channel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sällskapet,
The Real Kids,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tubeway Army,
The Barracudas,
The Modern Lovers,
Godley & Creme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ronnie Foster,
The Golliwogs,
T.S.O.L.,
Siglo XX,
Patti Smith,
Organ,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Q and Not U,
The Smoke,
Saccharine Trust,
Judy Mowatt,
Masters at Work,
Glambeats Corp.,
X-Ray Spex,
David McCallum,
Yusef Lateef,
Arab on Radar,
One Last Wish,
Fatback Band,
Surgeon,
Todd Rundgren,
Thompson Twins,
The Moody Blues,
The Saints,
Slick Rick,
Unrelated Segments,
Scratch Acid,
The Young Rascals,
Stiv Bators,
Joe Smooth,
Monolake,
Angry Samoans,
The Fire Engines,
Roxy Music,
Drive Like Jehu,
FM Einheit,
The Happenings,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Trojans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.