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 Maldives and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Adolescents to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gap Band,
MDC,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Leonard Cohen,
The Index,
Kurtis Blow,
Blancmange,
Cymande,
48th St. Collective,
The Move,
Eve St. Jones,
Susan Cadogan,
Radiohead,
Panda Bear,
Jeff Lynne,
The Pop Group,
Graham Central Station,
The Fortunes,
Porter Ricks,
Wally Richardson,
K-Klass,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hardrive,
Crime,
Cheater Slicks,
Con Funk Shun,
Chris & Cosey,
Nik Kershaw,
June Days,
Kool Moe Dee,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moebius,
Amazonics,
Fluxion,
Yellowson,
The Modern Lovers,
Deadbeat,
Jacob Miller,
Roxy Music,
Negative Approach,
Tubeway Army,
Hashim,
Reuben Wilson,
Scientists,
The Flesh Eaters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Electric Prunes,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pole,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Half Japanese,
Bootsy Collins,
Rapeman,
Blake Baxter,
Yusef Lateef,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.