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 Palau and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soul II Soul to the dance 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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
The Leaves,
Cal Tjader,
Robert Wyatt,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Saints,
Dave Gahan,
The Smoke,
Ronan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Y Pants,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Carl Craig,
The Angels of Light,
La Düsseldorf,
The Pretty Things,
Crash Course in Science,
Trumans Water,
Bill Wells,
Model 500,
John Coltrane,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eve St. Jones,
The Residents,
Zapp,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
Terrestrial Tones,
Junior Murvin,
Toni Rubio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sparks,
Sonny Sharrock,
F. McDonald,
New Order,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roy Ayers,
T. Rex,
The Doors,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jacques Brel,
Sällskapet,
Au Pairs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kenny Larkin,
Sun Ra,
The Skatalites,
kango's stein massive,
The Birthday Party,
Skaos,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jesper Dahlback,
Heaven 17,
the Association,
Althea and Donna,
Andrew Hill,
Ice-T,
The Red Krayola,
Reuben Wilson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Desert Stars,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.