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 Guinea-Bissau and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Eric Copeland,
Rod Modell,
Infiniti,
Toni Rubio,
Groovy Waters,
Sällskapet,
Deakin,
Surgeon,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Swans,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cymande,
Masters at Work,
Godley & Creme,
Rekid,
Lindisfarne,
The Monks,
Gichy Dan,
Donny Hathaway,
Marmalade,
Lucky Dragons,
Graham Central Station,
Spoonie Gee,
Tubeway Army,
Alton Ellis,
FM Einheit,
Nation of Ulysses,
Althea and Donna,
Jawbox,
Theoretical Girls,
Quando Quango,
Porter Ricks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fear,
Von Mondo,
Joe Smooth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tommy Roe,
Fatback Band,
Zero Boys,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
LL Cool J,
Young Marble Giants,
Metal Thangz,
Barry Ungar,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Kinks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fela Kuti,
Slave,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yusef Lateef,
The American Breed,
The Slackers,
Pussy Galore,
Depeche Mode,
John Cale,
Avey Tare,
Procol Harum,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.