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 Denmark and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Brothers Johnson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Bush Tetras,
Intrusion,
Joy Division,
Camberwell Now,
Gabor Szabo,
the Soft Cell,
Rakim,
Masters at Work,
Eve St. Jones,
10cc,
Anthony Braxton,
Bill Wells,
Matthew Halsall,
Shoche,
Boz Scaggs,
Average White Band,
Gichy Dan,
Tommy Roe,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Skatalites,
Symarip,
Public Enemy,
The Names,
Ronan,
the Fania All-Stars,
X-102,
Ultravox,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sixth Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Bar-Kays,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jacob Miller,
Blancmange,
Scrapy,
Black Pus,
Popol Vuh,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Derrick Morgan,
Ponytail,
Babytalk,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sound Behaviour,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rotary Connection,
The Gories,
Jeff Mills,
The Cramps,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Neon Judgement,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joe Smooth,
The Grass Roots,
Joensuu 1685,
Sugar Minott,
The Motions,
Spoonie Gee,
Banda Bassotti,
Hasil Adkins,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.