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 Eritrea and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 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 Quantec to the funk 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
JFA,
The Barracudas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tres Demented,
Model 500,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gap Band,
David Axelrod,
Idris Muhammad,
Liliput,
Reuben Wilson,
Hoover,
Lower 48,
H. Thieme,
The Human League,
Maleditus Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Blues Magoos,
The Pop Group,
Loose Ends,
Theoretical Girls,
Barbara Tucker,
Mission of Burma,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Don Cherry,
Organ,
Visage,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Circle Jerks,
LL Cool J,
Joe Finger,
Sonic Youth,
Roy Ayers,
Harry Pussy,
Jerry's Kids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fugazi,
Bobby Sherman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Public Image Ltd.,
Chris & Cosey,
ABC,
The Standells,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Television,
Procol Harum,
Essential Logic,
Jacques Brel,
La Düsseldorf,
U.S. Maple,
Pagans,
Kerri Chandler,
Soulsonic Force,
Josef K,
The Fire Engines,
Intrusion,
The Seeds,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.