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 Montenegro and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 synthesizer 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 Franke to the disco 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
China Crisis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pole,
Joe Smooth,
The Skatalites,
Aswad,
Kayak,
The Smoke,
Terry Callier,
The Beau Brummels,
Brick,
Mars,
Gang Starr,
Camberwell Now,
Joe Finger,
Big Daddy Kane,
New Age Steppers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Severed Heads,
The Five Americans,
OOIOO,
Average White Band,
Mark Hollis,
Hardrive,
Bob Dylan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Aaron Thompson,
Tommy Roe,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ice-T,
One Last Wish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nirvana,
David Axelrod,
Marmalade,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Red Krayola,
Heaven 17,
Inner City,
Davy DMX,
Skarface,
Prince Buster,
John Coltrane,
The Fugs,
Television,
Dawn Penn,
Dorothy Ashby,
Easy Going,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ornette Coleman,
Ituana,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rufus Thomas,
Joey Negro,
Minny Pops,
John Holt,
Arcadia,
Whodini,
Lucky Dragons,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Malaria!,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.