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 Costa Rica and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Liliput to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Skarface,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Reagan Youth,
Todd Terry,
The Associates,
Cheater Slicks,
Funky Four + One,
Yusef Lateef,
Sexual Harrassment,
Massinfluence,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Surgeon,
Robert Görl,
The Residents,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Names,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ossler,
Gastr Del Sol,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sight & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
EPMD,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Byron Stingily,
Flash Fearless,
JFA,
T. Rex,
Lightning Bolt,
Pylon,
Terry Callier,
The Remains,
Steve Hackett,
New Order,
Television,
Marshall Jefferson,
MDC,
Robert Wyatt,
Metal Thangz,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Connie Case,
Lakeside,
The Velvet Underground,
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Monks,
The Misunderstood,
Maurizio,
New Age Steppers,
Soul II Soul,
Maleditus Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Siglo XX,
Anakelly,
Barbara Tucker,
Rotary Connection,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.