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 Gambia and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
The Searchers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Blues Magoos,
The Blackbyrds,
The Associates,
The Red Krayola,
Dawn Penn,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cluster,
Zapp,
Pylon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gap Band,
DNA,
PIL,
Blancmange,
Johnny Clarke,
Rufus Thomas,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Techniques,
John Coltrane,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cameo,
Wasted Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jacques Brel,
Lalann,
Rakim,
The Skatalites,
The Monochrome Set,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deepchord,
Letta Mbulu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pole,
Donald Byrd,
Laurel Aitken,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Icehouse,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eve St. Jones,
Country Teasers,
Max Romeo,
The Trojans,
Swell Maps,
The Vogues,
Marc Almond,
The Golliwogs,
Don Cherry,
Wings,
Black Flag,
The Shadows of Knight,
Adolescents,
Jeff Mills,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.