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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron 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 The Electric Prunes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Bobby Sherman,
Icehouse,
Model 500,
Max Romeo,
LL Cool J,
Second Layer,
Reagan Youth,
The Offenders,
Pulsallama,
Don Cherry,
Franke,
The Five Americans,
The Stooges,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yellowson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Altered Images,
Ultra Naté,
PIL,
Joe Finger,
The Vogues,
Moebius,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Real Kids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Moon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun Ra,
a-ha,
Terrestrial Tones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
E-Dancer,
Sixth Finger,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Hill,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aural Exciters,
Vladislav Delay,
Guru Guru,
Wasted Youth,
Lalann,
Dead Boys,
The Sound,
Arab on Radar,
The Gladiators,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Goldenarms,
Gerry Rafferty,
Darondo,
Thee Headcoats,
Niagra,
The Kinks,
Toni Rubio,
Bill Near,
Nick Fraelich,
Ten City,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Monochrome Set,
Scan 7,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.