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 Egypt and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fad Gadget to the techno 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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Johnny Clarke,
Nas,
Mars,
Susan Cadogan,
Make Up,
Ten City,
Bronski Beat,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Deadbeat,
Mad Mike,
Circle Jerks,
Babytalk,
Crash Course in Science,
Howard Jones,
The Stooges,
Neil Young,
Buzzcocks,
Glenn Branca,
Marshall Jefferson,
Moss Icon,
Moebius,
New Age Steppers,
Blancmange,
Index,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Television Personalities,
Masters at Work,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brass Construction,
Marmalade,
Funkadelic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harmonia,
Von Mondo,
Hashim,
These Immortal Souls,
Yaz,
Inner City,
Amon Düül II,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Agitation Free,
Sun City Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang Green,
Jacques Brel,
The Martian,
Joe Finger,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Essential Logic,
Pagans,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vainqueur,
Silicon Teens,
The Grass Roots,
Oneida,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.