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 Ivory Coast and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator 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 Agent Orange 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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Second Layer,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hoover,
Mark Hollis,
Mars,
Nick Fraelich,
Massinfluence,
The Barracudas,
New Age Steppers,
The Selecter,
Joyce Sims,
The Pop Group,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Depeche Mode,
Gabor Szabo,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Sonics,
Stereo Dub,
Sparks,
DJ Sneak,
June of 44,
Brick,
Piero Umiliani,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cecil Taylor,
Lalann,
Flash Fearless,
Ultravox,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rufus Thomas,
Silicon Teens,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donald Byrd,
Camouflage,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Zero Boys,
ABBA,
The Motions,
Scion,
The Skatalites,
Talk Talk,
The Standells,
Section 25,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joe Smooth,
Magma,
Bluetip,
John Lydon,
Barrington Levy,
The Gun Club,
Y Pants,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.