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 Iraq and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba 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 Freddie Wadling to the disco 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
The Red Krayola,
Deakin,
Amazonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Masters at Work,
Main Source,
Mr. Review,
Derrick May,
Black Flag,
Jeff Lynne,
Althea and Donna,
Jacques Brel,
Surgeon,
Bootsy Collins,
Easy Going,
Lalo Schifrin,
K-Klass,
Terrestrial Tones,
Graham Central Station,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Swans,
The Names,
Gregory Isaacs,
Talk Talk,
Hardrive,
Eric Dolphy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Beau Brummels,
Schoolly D,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cure,
Suicide,
Index,
Maurizio,
Aloha Tigers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Maleditus Sound,
This Heat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nick Fraelich,
Carl Craig,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Offenders,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
UT,
Scientists,
The Last Poets,
Popol Vuh,
Fat Boys,
Das Ding,
Sparks,
Joy Division,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed,
New Age Steppers,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.