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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Simply Red to the dance 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Funky Four + One,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Swans,
JFA,
Gang Green,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Warren Ellis,
a-ha,
Cluster,
John Foxx,
Goldenarms,
The Star Department,
Vladislav Delay,
Hoover,
Faraquet,
Idris Muhammad,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soul II Soul,
Dead Boys,
Brick,
Underground Resistance,
Skaos,
Bobby Womack,
Easy Going,
Yellowson,
Surgeon,
KRS-One,
Hot Snakes,
Loose Ends,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Buckinghams,
Tommy Roe,
Stetsasonic,
Judy Mowatt,
Section 25,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jeru the Damaja,
Johnny Clarke,
Eric B and Rakim,
Das Ding,
Peter & Gordon,
Brothers Johnson,
Pagans,
Accadde A,
Delon & Dalcan,
Danielle Patucci,
Index,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grey Daturas,
Japan,
The Durutti Column,
The Kinks,
The Standells,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ronan,
Arthur Verocai,
Drexciya,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.