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 Uruguay and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Stockholm.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Clear Light to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Warren Ellis,
Nas,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Five Americans,
Severed Heads,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kas Product,
Barrington Levy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Sun Ra,
Stetsasonic,
Scientists,
Trumans Water,
Pole,
Spandau Ballet,
The Leaves,
Ossler,
Procol Harum,
DJ Sneak,
The Electric Prunes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
David McCallum,
Fad Gadget,
The Fortunes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bang On A Can,
Babytalk,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lightning Bolt,
Bizarre Inc.,
Glambeats Corp.,
Au Pairs,
Sun City Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Symarip,
Tom Boy,
Dawn Penn,
Cameo,
Q and Not U,
Black Sheep,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Man Parrish,
Godley & Creme,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fugazi,
Neil Young,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mars,
The Monks,
Essential Logic,
MDC,
Sixth Finger,
Yusef Lateef,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.