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 New Zealand and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Aloha Tigers to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Aswad,
New Age Steppers,
Camberwell Now,
The Fugs,
Cecil Taylor,
The Monks,
Sound Behaviour,
Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
the Bar-Kays,
Kas Product,
Lalann,
Shuggie Otis,
Spandau Ballet,
Babytalk,
Gastr Del Sol,
10cc,
DJ Style,
R.M.O.,
The Buckinghams,
Maurizio,
The Names,
Wire,
Faraquet,
Trumans Water,
Cheater Slicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Halsall,
The Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Duran Duran,
Flipper,
Jacob Miller,
Brass Construction,
Pere Ubu,
The Young Rascals,
Jeff Mills,
The Techniques,
Girls At Our Best!,
Stereo Dub,
Johnny Clarke,
Scratch Acid,
48th St. Collective,
The Slackers,
Stetsasonic,
Rosa Yemen,
D'Angelo,
James White and The Blacks,
Rapeman,
Masters at Work,
Marvin Gaye,
Joy Division,
Swell Maps,
Godley & Creme,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Blues Magoos,
Tomorrow,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joe Finger,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.