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 Madagascar and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Heaven 17 to the rock 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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Kaleidoscope,
Soulsonic Force,
The Selecter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Essential Logic,
The Remains,
Alice Coltrane,
The Gories,
Black Pus,
World's Most,
Delta 5,
The Wake,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Chris & Cosey,
The Offenders,
K-Klass,
Girls At Our Best!,
Icehouse,
Cal Tjader,
Radio Birdman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sister Nancy,
cv313,
Hot Snakes,
Sugar Minott,
The Leaves,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cameo,
The Fuzztones,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aaron Thompson,
MC5,
the Soft Cell,
The New Christs,
Half Japanese,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joyce Sims,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skriet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Warren Ellis,
The Residents,
John Foxx,
Terrestrial Tones,
Japan,
Clear Light,
Eurythmics,
Television,
Symarip,
the Normal,
Jacob Miller,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rufus Thomas,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.