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 India and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suicide,
The Vogues,
The Human League,
Charles Mingus,
The Count Five,
Arab on Radar,
Josef K,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fall,
Fela Kuti,
Cymande,
Toni Rubio,
Rapeman,
Janne Schatter,
New Order,
Gong,
Radiohead,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ralphi Rosario,
Japan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Seeds,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
Desert Stars,
Steve Hackett,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Basic Channel,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Grass Roots,
The Mojo Men,
Black Flag,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pulsallama,
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Barracudas,
Quantec,
EPMD,
The Techniques,
The Smiths,
Soul II Soul,
Eric B and Rakim,
Drexciya,
Flipper,
Sister Nancy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crime,
kango's stein massive,
the Normal,
Bobby Womack,
Liliput,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Sheep,
The J.B.'s,
New Age Steppers,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.