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 Peru and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 OOIOO to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joensuu 1685,
Jandek,
Brass Construction,
The Last Poets,
Suicide,
The Dead C,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mummies,
Arab on Radar,
Jesper Dahlback,
Radiohead,
Mark Hollis,
Thee Headcoats,
Deadbeat,
Qualms,
Newcleus,
Mandrill,
The Move,
Faraquet,
Unrelated Segments,
Donald Byrd,
Khruangbin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June of 44,
Rufus Thomas,
Yazoo,
FM Einheit,
Skriet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fifty Foot Hose,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Byrd,
Basic Channel,
Aural Exciters,
Nation of Ulysses,
F. McDonald,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Los Fastidios,
JFA,
Mars,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stiv Bators,
Rapeman,
Angry Samoans,
Glambeats Corp.,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Flag,
Porter Ricks,
Sister Nancy,
The Knickerbockers,
These Immortal Souls,
The Raincoats,
The Names,
Darondo,
Brand Nubian,
Soft Cell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Negative Approach,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.