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 Norway and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 disco 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Dead Boys,
Dave Gahan,
EPMD,
Sällskapet,
Amazonics,
Sarah Menescal,
The Remains,
Fluxion,
Electric Prunes,
Harmonia,
Rites of Spring,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Archie Shepp,
Isaac Hayes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Subhumans,
Roxette,
Kool Moe Dee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Desert Stars,
Lungfish,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aloha Tigers,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Das Ding,
Erykah Badu,
Symarip,
Icehouse,
Faraquet,
Lalann,
Section 25,
Mo-Dettes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Heaven 17,
The Barracudas,
Maurizio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MC5,
Mr. Review,
Moebius,
The Velvet Underground,
Scratch Acid,
Gang Gang Dance,
Saccharine Trust,
Cameo,
Goldenarms,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Absolute Body Control,
the Human League,
Maleditus Sound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tom Boy,
Dennis Brown,
Youth Brigade,
The Dead C,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.