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 Tanzania and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tokyo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Zapp to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Rapeman,
Peter and Kerry,
The Techniques,
Flipper,
Sun Ra,
Vladislav Delay,
Wings,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Harmonia,
The Moody Blues,
John Lydon,
the Bar-Kays,
Crooked Eye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Average White Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Negative Approach,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kurtis Blow,
Swell Maps,
kango's stein massive,
China Crisis,
the Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
Steve Hackett,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alphaville,
Heaven 17,
Reuben Wilson,
Joey Negro,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Invisible,
Iggy Pop,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Evens,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Television Personalities,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fatback Band,
Rakim,
Kerri Chandler,
The Pop Group,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Remains,
John Cale,
The Human League,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Dave Clark Five,
Barry Ungar,
Colin Newman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cramps,
Gang Starr,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.