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 Comoros and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the rap 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
10cc,
Gichy Dan,
Warsaw,
Godley & Creme,
Gastr Del Sol,
Animal Collective,
Country Teasers,
Anakelly,
Wally Richardson,
Erasure,
The Human League,
The Dirtbombs,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Pretty Things,
Crispy Ambulance,
L. Decosne,
Index,
The Fuzztones,
Leonard Cohen,
Los Fastidios,
Mandrill,
The Sound,
Funkadelic,
Isaac Hayes,
Matthew Halsall,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Das Ding,
Goldenarms,
The Associates,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Detroit Cobras,
Henry Cow,
Oblivians,
Soft Machine,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Section 25,
Robert Hood,
Blake Baxter,
Ossler,
Quadrant,
Terry Callier,
Sun City Girls,
Minnie Riperton,
The Toasters,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fugs,
Parry Music,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Alarm Clocks,
Monks,
Main Source,
Jeff Lynne,
Can,
Reuben Wilson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bluetip,
Dark Day,
Rakim,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.