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 Japan and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jerry's Kids to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
New Order,
The Neon Judgement,
Wally Richardson,
Cheater Slicks,
Marc Almond,
Glenn Branca,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Main Source,
the Association,
The Blues Magoos,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sällskapet,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bronski Beat,
Brand Nubian,
Johnny Clarke,
Crooked Eye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Absolute Body Control,
the Soft Cell,
Peter and Kerry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Evens,
PIL,
Con Funk Shun,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
JFA,
Altered Images,
Archie Shepp,
Arab on Radar,
Funky Four + One,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
L. Decosne,
One Last Wish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Suburban Knight,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Accadde A,
Skarface,
The Gap Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pulsallama,
The Tremeloes,
Chris Corsano,
Arthur Verocai,
The Smoke,
The Martian,
the Sonics,
Stereo Dub,
The Doors,
Bill Near,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dual Sessions,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nirvana,
Shoche,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.