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 Benin and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Reuben Wilson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Neu!,
T.S.O.L.,
the Slits,
Pylon,
The Mummies,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Derrick Morgan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suburban Knight,
Dead Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Beau Brummels,
Dark Day,
Moebius,
Robert Wyatt,
Bill Near,
The Young Rascals,
Fad Gadget,
The Modern Lovers,
Cheater Slicks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aaron Thompson,
Easy Going,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mr. Review,
Youth Brigade,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Toasters,
Niagra,
Pantytec,
Marc Almond,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
June of 44,
Fluxion,
Flash Fearless,
The Cure,
The Victims,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Amazonics,
Judy Mowatt,
New Age Steppers,
Harmonia,
F. McDonald,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Moody Blues,
Pole,
Theoretical Girls,
AZ,
In Retrospect,
Sex Pistols,
Joe Finger,
Andrew Hill,
Zapp,
Tomorrow,
Massinfluence,
Arab on Radar,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.