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 Uzbekistan and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin 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 Davy DMX to the grime 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
Ken Boothe,
U.S. Maple,
The Pretty Things,
The Associates,
Bill Wells,
Yazoo,
Robert Hood,
Basic Channel,
Arcadia,
The Evens,
Scrapy,
The Techniques,
Oneida,
Stereo Dub,
Joy Division,
Nick Fraelich,
Motorama,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wolf Eyes,
Donald Byrd,
The Sound,
Oblivians,
Michelle Simonal,
the Association,
Joyce Sims,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Moody Blues,
Clear Light,
Soft Machine,
Fear,
H. Thieme,
Pussy Galore,
Derrick May,
Depeche Mode,
Surgeon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Wyatt,
Saccharine Trust,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Accadde A,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kerri Chandler,
Urselle,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roy Ayers,
Alison Limerick,
Darondo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roger Hodgson,
One Last Wish,
The Real Kids,
Brothers Johnson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Erykah Badu,
Theoretical Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.