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 Colombia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rap 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Bobbi Humphrey,
June of 44,
The Searchers,
Anakelly,
Wally Richardson,
The Monochrome Set,
Slick Rick,
Sarah Menescal,
Judy Mowatt,
Panda Bear,
Livin' Joy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gang Green,
Siglo XX,
The Doors,
Bobby Sherman,
Average White Band,
John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
World's Most,
Amon Düül,
FM Einheit,
Heaven 17,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kerri Chandler,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
a-ha,
Alphaville,
Eddi Front,
The United States of America,
Public Enemy,
Hashim,
Cal Tjader,
Popol Vuh,
Wire,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skriet,
Roger Hodgson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sparks,
One Last Wish,
Oblivians,
The Fire Engines,
Rufus Thomas,
LL Cool J,
Japan,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Index,
Joensuu 1685,
Arab on Radar,
Royal Trux,
Skaos,
The Barracudas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Smog,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.