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 Panama and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator 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 Kevin Saunderson to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sun City Girls,
The Blues Magoos,
Darondo,
Television,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
China Crisis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Offenders,
New Age Steppers,
a-ha,
Donald Byrd,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Cramps,
Eden Ahbez,
Yusef Lateef,
D'Angelo,
The Fire Engines,
Stockholm Monsters,
Das Ding,
Sound Behaviour,
Vainqueur,
Quando Quango,
the Fania All-Stars,
Robert Hood,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ten City,
The Velvet Underground,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Reagan Youth,
Tubeway Army,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Wake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yaz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Public Enemy,
Jeff Lynne,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Minor Threat,
Nick Fraelich,
Hot Snakes,
Blossom Toes,
Scott Walker,
Bill Wells,
Television Personalities,
Porter Ricks,
David Axelrod,
Minnie Riperton,
The Real Kids,
Ludus,
Prince Buster,
Terry Callier,
Ice-T,
Y Pants,
The Seeds,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.