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 Micronesia and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar 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 Dennis Brown to the crunk 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Goldenarms,
Pulsallama,
Soulsonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pierre Henry,
Stereo Dub,
Skaos,
Index,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeff Lynne,
U.S. Maple,
Frankie Knuckles,
Anthony Braxton,
Blossom Toes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wire,
The Buckinghams,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Franke,
Infiniti,
Adolescents,
Throbbing Gristle,
New Age Steppers,
One Last Wish,
Camberwell Now,
Q and Not U,
The United States of America,
China Crisis,
F. McDonald,
Das Ding,
Mission of Burma,
Peter & Gordon,
Crooked Eye,
The Saints,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sight & Sound,
Maleditus Sound,
Section 25,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liliput,
Amazonics,
Erasure,
Gang Starr,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Faraquet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aloha Tigers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Inner City,
The Kinks,
The Black Dice,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.