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 Saudi Arabia and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 arpeggiator 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the rock 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Rapeman,
Jacques Brel,
Avey Tare,
X-Ray Spex,
The Smiths,
Danielle Patucci,
Aural Exciters,
Brass Construction,
Organ,
Maleditus Sound,
Flipper,
The Count Five,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sugar Minott,
Pulsallama,
Crispian St. Peters,
Supertramp,
KRS-One,
John Foxx,
Chris Corsano,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scratch Acid,
Simply Red,
Faust,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jacob Miller,
Rakim,
The Detroit Cobras,
Matthew Halsall,
The Mojo Men,
Byron Stingily,
Drexciya,
The Misunderstood,
Agitation Free,
Soft Cell,
Von Mondo,
Anakelly,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Bananas,
Thompson Twins,
Sparks,
Scan 7,
Can,
The Gap Band,
Radiohead,
Basic Channel,
Scion,
Dual Sessions,
Peter & Gordon,
The Moody Blues,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jandek,
Groovy Waters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aloha Tigers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Index,
Sex Pistols,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wings,
Boz Scaggs,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.