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 Cuba and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare 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 Urselle to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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 Move,
Arab on Radar,
MDC,
Tears for Fears,
The Smiths,
The Blues Magoos,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Warsaw,
The Moody Blues,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Searchers,
Accadde A,
Lightning Bolt,
Joensuu 1685,
Bill Near,
Japan,
E-Dancer,
the Swans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Arcadia,
Y Pants,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Offenders,
B.T. Express,
The Toasters,
Duran Duran,
Lower 48,
Ornette Coleman,
Motorama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
World's Most,
Roy Ayers,
Television Personalities,
Dual Sessions,
Soul II Soul,
Janne Schatter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
Popol Vuh,
Sandy B,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ultravox,
David Bowie,
U.S. Maple,
Judy Mowatt,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Camouflage,
The Residents,
X-102,
Monks,
Skriet,
Ohio Players,
Josef K,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Porter Ricks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Hasil Adkins,
Babytalk,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.