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 Portugal and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Audionom to the electroclash 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
The Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alton Ellis,
Pole,
Flash Fearless,
KRS-One,
Amazonics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Five Americans,
Warren Ellis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Association,
Arcadia,
Lebanon Hanover,
Thee Headcoats,
Alison Limerick,
Surgeon,
Idris Muhammad,
Todd Terry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Smog,
Intrusion,
The Techniques,
Kaleidoscope,
Aaron Thompson,
Rakim,
Niagra,
The Dave Clark Five,
Patti Smith,
Aloha Tigers,
MC5,
The American Breed,
Janne Schatter,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Electric Prunes,
The Angels of Light,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aural Exciters,
Erykah Badu,
Technova,
The Durutti Column,
Desert Stars,
Bizarre Inc.,
Public Image Ltd.,
DNA,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nils Olav,
Al Stewart,
Bauhaus,
Yusef Lateef,
One Last Wish,
The Red Krayola,
Roger Hodgson,
Bill Near,
The Smiths,
Josef K,
The Slackers,
Skaos,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.