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 Kuwait and from London.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
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 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 Black Moon to the dance 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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Black Moon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gories,
Brass Construction,
John Lydon,
Section 25,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Isaac Hayes,
New Age Steppers,
Zapp,
Mantronix,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nik Kershaw,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Duran Duran,
Can,
Blossom Toes,
the Human League,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eve St. Jones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Warren Ellis,
Albert Ayler,
Moebius,
The Music Machine,
A Certain Ratio,
AZ,
Niagra,
Accadde A,
Aaron Thompson,
Clear Light,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soft Cell,
Von Mondo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bang On A Can,
Negative Approach,
Graham Central Station,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Flag,
Black Bananas,
Joyce Sims,
Tubeway Army,
Marshall Jefferson,
Supertramp,
Country Teasers,
Wolf Eyes,
Television Personalities,
The Searchers,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultra Naté,
The Zeros,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.