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 Paraguay and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1980 at the first Cybotron 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 Basic Channel to the dance 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Minnie Riperton,
Boz Scaggs,
Quantec,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jeff Mills,
R.M.O.,
Flamin' Groovies,
48th St. Collective,
Quando Quango,
Simply Red,
Erasure,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Crooked Eye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lou Christie,
David Axelrod,
Charles Mingus,
Morten Harket,
Darondo,
Albert Ayler,
Brick,
Swans,
The Moody Blues,
Fluxion,
This Heat,
Alice Coltrane,
Half Japanese,
Boogie Down Productions,
Blake Baxter,
Country Teasers,
Japan,
Bluetip,
cv313,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jacques Brel,
Mission of Burma,
Funkadelic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Skatalites,
Maleditus Sound,
ABC,
Rapeman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sandy B,
Easy Going,
Suburban Knight,
Index,
Chris Corsano,
Sun City Girls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Qualms,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flipper,
Young Marble Giants,
Adolescents,
The Remains,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marvin Gaye,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.