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 Kyrgyzstan and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Steve Hackett to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Youth Brigade,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Smoke,
The Fortunes,
Panda Bear,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Brand Nubian,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Victims,
Darondo,
Clear Light,
Yellowson,
Scion,
The Beau Brummels,
Subhumans,
Aswad,
Glambeats Corp.,
Donald Byrd,
Soul II Soul,
Q65,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cheater Slicks,
Quando Quango,
Alphaville,
Marvin Gaye,
Absolute Body Control,
David McCallum,
the Soft Cell,
Todd Terry,
Negative Approach,
Quantec,
Minnie Riperton,
Altered Images,
Eric Copeland,
Arthur Verocai,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Red Krayola,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Shuggie Otis,
The Dave Clark Five,
Index,
The Birthday Party,
Zero Boys,
X-102,
David Bowie,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter and Kerry,
Infiniti,
The Human League,
Ralphi Rosario,
kango's stein massive,
Radiopuhelimet,
Heaven 17,
Patti Smith,
Spandau Ballet,
Spoonie Gee,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.