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 Libya and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 snare 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 Kerri Chandler 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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Robert Hood,
Supertramp,
Main Source,
Flipper,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fluxion,
Deepchord,
Average White Band,
World's Most,
a-ha,
Symarip,
The Standells,
The Wake,
David McCallum,
Country Teasers,
ABC,
Bush Tetras,
MC5,
Brass Construction,
Al Stewart,
Section 25,
Cluster,
Nas,
X-101,
Cybotron,
Skarface,
Japan,
Gang of Four,
Deakin,
The Dirtbombs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Andrew Hill,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tim Buckley,
The Pop Group,
Eurythmics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sandy B,
Ronan,
Saccharine Trust,
The Selecter,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Coltrane,
Panda Bear,
Warsaw,
Intrusion,
Fatback Band,
Metal Thangz,
Das Ding,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang Starr,
Von Mondo,
La Düsseldorf,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Motions,
Groovy Waters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Los Fastidios,
Johnny Clarke,
Aloha Tigers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.