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 Costa Rica and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Mars 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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
The Black Dice,
Quadrant,
Lee Hazlewood,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Knickerbockers,
Alton Ellis,
Arcadia,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Blues Magoos,
Maurizio,
Aural Exciters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Near,
Blake Baxter,
DJ Style,
Alison Limerick,
The Fortunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Boredoms,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wasted Youth,
Skarface,
H. Thieme,
These Immortal Souls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bluetip,
The Cramps,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Electric Prunes,
Quando Quango,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiohead,
Erykah Badu,
Nas,
T. Rex,
Shoche,
Alphaville,
Gerry Rafferty,
Peter & Gordon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Model 500,
Albert Ayler,
Terrestrial Tones,
Prince Buster,
Soulsonic Force,
Lalann,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Silicon Teens,
The Names,
Monolake,
Mars,
The Fugs,
Scientists,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
kango's stein massive,
Anakelly,
Metal Thangz,
Brick,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.