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 Slovakia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Royal Trux to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Camouflage,
Malaria!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Mummies,
Talk Talk,
Lungfish,
Susan Cadogan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mad Mike,
Radio Birdman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fatback Band,
Marc Almond,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Carl Craig,
The Evens,
Johnny Clarke,
One Last Wish,
Make Up,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Davy DMX,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Avey Tare,
Kas Product,
Saccharine Trust,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Modern Lovers,
Arab on Radar,
Technova,
Maurizio,
Charles Mingus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Golliwogs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Von Mondo,
Smog,
Graham Central Station,
Big Daddy Kane,
John Lydon,
Porter Ricks,
Whodini,
In Retrospect,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Gun Club,
Sun City Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aaron Thompson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Drexciya,
UT,
China Crisis,
Roxy Music,
Delta 5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric Copeland,
Surgeon,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.