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 Thailand and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Gichy Dan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soulsonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
U.S. Maple,
Colin Newman,
Pylon,
Arcadia,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Blancmange,
Q and Not U,
Connie Case,
Barry Ungar,
The Martian,
The Barracudas,
Panda Bear,
Monks,
Deadbeat,
Marcia Griffiths,
Anakelly,
Simply Red,
Rekid,
The Raincoats,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
JFA,
Talk Talk,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thee Headcoats,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Wally Richardson,
Barclay James Harvest,
June Days,
Nik Kershaw,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonic Youth,
Sandy B,
Tom Boy,
The Dead C,
Scrapy,
Second Layer,
Howard Jones,
Suicide,
Lucky Dragons,
Patti Smith,
Jeff Mills,
L. Decosne,
Yazoo,
Depeche Mode,
Marine Girls,
Massinfluence,
Bush Tetras,
John Coltrane,
Bill Wells,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.