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 South Africa and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 CMW to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
The Durutti Column,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roxette,
Talk Talk,
The Motions,
Danielle Patucci,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
JFA,
Intrusion,
Roy Ayers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scientists,
This Heat,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pet Shop Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nik Kershaw,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Walker Brothers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Faraquet,
Dennis Brown,
Loose Ends,
Bootsy Collins,
Alphaville,
Severed Heads,
World's Most,
Hashim,
Peter & Gordon,
Make Up,
Monks,
Chris Corsano,
Brand Nubian,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brothers Johnson,
Gabor Szabo,
China Crisis,
Sällskapet,
cv313,
The Star Department,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Los Fastidios,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barclay James Harvest,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Delta 5,
Newcleus,
Kurtis Blow,
Roger Hodgson,
T.S.O.L.,
Sun City Girls,
Sun Ra,
Scion,
Man Parrish,
Prince Buster,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stiv Bators,
Unrelated Segments,
Joyce Sims,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.