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 Bulgaria and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes 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 Oneida 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
The Techniques,
Reuben Wilson,
David Bowie,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Sonics,
Deakin,
Junior Murvin,
Roger Hodgson,
Reagan Youth,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marshall Jefferson,
Yellowson,
Josef K,
Black Sheep,
Skriet,
Mars,
Sound Behaviour,
Kool Moe Dee,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Neil Young,
The Beau Brummels,
The Vogues,
Icehouse,
Talk Talk,
the Human League,
Excepter,
Hasil Adkins,
Metal Thangz,
Sonic Youth,
Charles Mingus,
Crispy Ambulance,
Harmonia,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Arthur Verocai,
Ponytail,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Vainqueur,
Minor Threat,
Godley & Creme,
Pierre Henry,
Underground Resistance,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
These Immortal Souls,
Minny Pops,
The Dirtbombs,
Au Pairs,
Wasted Youth,
Marine Girls,
Faraquet,
The Pretty Things,
Gang of Four,
Ornette Coleman,
Newcleus,
Isaac Hayes,
Television Personalities,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Starr,
Glambeats Corp.,
Electric Prunes,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.