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 Gabon and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the electroclash 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Gang Starr,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Animal Collective,
the Soft Cell,
Black Bananas,
Robert Wyatt,
The Black Dice,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pulsallama,
Gabor Szabo,
Surgeon,
Junior Murvin,
Duran Duran,
The J.B.'s,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Buzzcocks,
The Litter,
The Last Poets,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mo-Dettes,
Subhumans,
John Coltrane,
Half Japanese,
Reagan Youth,
Maurizio,
Darondo,
The Mummies,
The Kinks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Delta 5,
Sam Rivers,
Heaven 17,
The Selecter,
Cymande,
Donny Hathaway,
Todd Terry,
Derrick Morgan,
Reuben Wilson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Marvin Gaye,
Jandek,
Tim Buckley,
The Searchers,
Funky Four + One,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Walker Brothers,
Moebius,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lightning Bolt,
The Zeros,
EPMD,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Public Enemy,
The Seeds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.