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 Spain and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the dance 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Alton Ellis,
Prince Buster,
Magazine,
Anakelly,
Oblivians,
Yazoo,
Lindisfarne,
Barbara Tucker,
Ultimate Spinach,
Johnny Clarke,
Y Pants,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mars,
Erykah Badu,
Quando Quango,
Dual Sessions,
Deepchord,
Soft Machine,
Fela Kuti,
Sonic Youth,
These Immortal Souls,
Soft Cell,
Animal Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Residents,
Metal Thangz,
Johnny Osbourne,
Carl Craig,
Juan Atkins,
Duran Duran,
Scion,
The Dirtbombs,
Isaac Hayes,
The Durutti Column,
James White and The Blacks,
Fear,
Amazonics,
Mad Mike,
Camberwell Now,
Country Teasers,
Index,
Angry Samoans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Delon & Dalcan,
DNA,
The Misunderstood,
The Dead C,
John Holt,
Gichy Dan,
Masters at Work,
The Beau Brummels,
The Motions,
Byron Stingily,
Jeru the Damaja,
The New Christs,
Heaven 17,
Aural Exciters,
cv313,
The Barracudas,
Rosa Yemen,
LL Cool J,
Mantronix,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.