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 Cape Verde and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 the Normal to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Icehouse,
Lyres,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Womack,
The Raincoats,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Colin Newman,
Max Romeo,
Heaven 17,
The Names,
Funkadelic,
The Stooges,
These Immortal Souls,
Brand Nubian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maurizio,
Dave Gahan,
Country Teasers,
EPMD,
Joyce Sims,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fuzztones,
Johnny Clarke,
The Offenders,
Ronan,
Piero Umiliani,
Rekid,
David Bowie,
AZ,
Von Mondo,
Loose Ends,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Associates,
The Monks,
T. Rex,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Organ,
Aloha Tigers,
Don Cherry,
Aural Exciters,
The Fugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chris Corsano,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marcia Griffiths,
Supertramp,
MC5,
Bauhaus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brass Construction,
Pussy Galore,
The Smoke,
the Germs,
Guru Guru,
The Remains,
Moebius,
Basic Channel,
Motorama,
The Wake,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.