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 Australia and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar 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 Sun City Girls to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Jeff Mills,
Suburban Knight,
Mr. Review,
Agent Orange,
The Remains,
Tommy Roe,
Index,
Motorama,
The American Breed,
Bobby Womack,
Patti Smith,
John Holt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Slick Rick,
Funkadelic,
The Walker Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
The Toasters,
Peter & Gordon,
Massinfluence,
Radio Birdman,
Oneida,
Pantaleimon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Depeche Mode,
Soul II Soul,
The Names,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Lydon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Buckinghams,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camberwell Now,
Jawbox,
John Foxx,
the Association,
Altered Images,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Graham Central Station,
Fluxion,
Section 25,
The Gun Club,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Stiv Bators,
The Beau Brummels,
Duran Duran,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amon Düül II,
F. McDonald,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ossler,
The Dirtbombs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sarah Menescal,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lindisfarne,
Sparks,
AZ,
Neil Young,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.