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 Benin and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Monolake,
The Music Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Essential Logic,
The Fire Engines,
The Alarm Clocks,
Suburban Knight,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bootsy Collins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
One Last Wish,
The Fortunes,
Isaac Hayes,
Davy DMX,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pantaleimon,
The Count Five,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Bananas,
Roger Hodgson,
FM Einheit,
Public Enemy,
Arab on Radar,
Los Fastidios,
Joe Smooth,
The J.B.'s,
Johnny Clarke,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harmonia,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marvin Gaye,
Symarip,
Theoretical Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DNA,
Zapp,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jacob Miller,
Bob Dylan,
Fela Kuti,
Sarah Menescal,
Cameo,
In Retrospect,
the Bar-Kays,
The Index,
Arthur Verocai,
Man Eating Sloth,
Donald Byrd,
Alphaville,
Sonny Sharrock,
Can,
Metal Thangz,
Rakim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ronnie Foster,
The Blues Magoos,
David Bowie,
Fatback Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.