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 Ivory Coast and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Make Up to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
Cheater Slicks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Raincoats,
Suicide,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Skatalites,
Liliput,
Janne Schatter,
Average White Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Talk Talk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scratch Acid,
Groovy Waters,
Television Personalities,
Barry Ungar,
The Evens,
the Germs,
Marine Girls,
Peter & Gordon,
The Doors,
Symarip,
Sonic Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sonny Sharrock,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Five Americans,
Mark Hollis,
MDC,
OOIOO,
Chris Corsano,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skarface,
Kurtis Blow,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Blackbyrds,
Agent Orange,
Yazoo,
Bronski Beat,
the Association,
Eric Copeland,
Alton Ellis,
the Normal,
Hot Snakes,
LL Cool J,
Scrapy,
Index,
Grauzone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Whodini,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang of Four,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Carl Craig,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.