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 Croatia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Unwound to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Funky Four + One,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Letta Mbulu,
Todd Terry,
New Age Steppers,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Evens,
Jacob Miller,
Danielle Patucci,
The Slits,
The Kinks,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fire Engines,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gastr Del Sol,
Godley & Creme,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
June of 44,
Quantec,
Charles Mingus,
The Searchers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Robert Wyatt,
John Coltrane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Moleskins,
Robert Görl,
The Neon Judgement,
Mad Mike,
Carl Craig,
Underground Resistance,
Dark Day,
Ronnie Foster,
The Human League,
Kenny Larkin,
Negative Approach,
a-ha,
The Slackers,
Wasted Youth,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Sheep,
Marc Almond,
The Gories,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Happenings,
Ten City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris Corsano,
Fluxion,
Gregory Isaacs,
David Bowie,
Barrington Levy,
Sun Ra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Franke,
Tom Boy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.