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 Congo and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Toni Rubio to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nik Kershaw,
Juan Atkins,
The Pretty Things,
Rites of Spring,
Banda Bassotti,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Electric Prunes,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Modern Lovers,
Hardrive,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Moleskins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soft Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kaleidoscope,
Section 25,
Rhythm & Sound,
Surgeon,
Ultra Naté,
Roxy Music,
Pierre Henry,
Fear,
Soulsonic Force,
R.M.O.,
The Invisible,
Mark Hollis,
Blake Baxter,
B.T. Express,
Eden Ahbez,
Theoretical Girls,
Vainqueur,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Normal,
Eric B and Rakim,
Derrick May,
The Raincoats,
Davy DMX,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Golliwogs,
Bobby Byrd,
Infiniti,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sight & Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bauhaus,
Danielle Patucci,
Max Romeo,
Iggy Pop,
Godley & Creme,
The Divine Comedy,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.