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 San Marino and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Heaven 17 to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Faust,
Fad Gadget,
Livin' Joy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Guru Guru,
Fela Kuti,
Thompson Twins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Colin Newman,
Toni Rubio,
a-ha,
Zapp,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Altered Images,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare,
Sandy B,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Durutti Column,
John Foxx,
Janne Schatter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Country Teasers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Names,
Mission of Burma,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Divine Comedy,
The Happenings,
The Techniques,
The Sound,
Moby Grape,
Chris Corsano,
Sällskapet,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
Q65,
Grauzone,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marmalade,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visage,
Al Stewart,
The Kinks,
Graham Central Station,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Easy Going,
Sound Behaviour,
Dual Sessions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Sonics,
Groovy Waters,
Albert Ayler,
Cymande,
DJ Style,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.