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 Sweden and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Cowsills to the funk 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The New Christs,
Blossom Toes,
Eden Ahbez,
Angry Samoans,
The Remains,
Lucky Dragons,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gories,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nils Olav,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sight & Sound,
Goldenarms,
Lightning Bolt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Black Dice,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Idris Muhammad,
Barclay James Harvest,
Judy Mowatt,
Archie Shepp,
Buzzcocks,
Marine Girls,
The Fortunes,
Television,
Derrick May,
Hasil Adkins,
The Flesh Eaters,
New Age Steppers,
Negative Approach,
The Electric Prunes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jacob Miller,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stiv Bators,
Supertramp,
Rakim,
Funky Four + One,
The Sound,
MDC,
The Barracudas,
Deakin,
Con Funk Shun,
Brass Construction,
The Young Rascals,
Charles Mingus,
Circle Jerks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Patti Smith,
EPMD,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Metal Thangz,
Swell Maps,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
OOIOO,
James White and The Blacks,
Skarface,
The Skatalites,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.