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 Chad and from Tehran.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Angry Samoans,
Mars,
EPMD,
Lou Reed,
Maurizio,
The Cramps,
Model 500,
Skriet,
Dawn Penn,
Blossom Toes,
Kerri Chandler,
Crime,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fugazi,
Unwound,
Jawbox,
Fear,
Cheater Slicks,
The Pop Group,
Danielle Patucci,
E-Dancer,
Tommy Roe,
Public Enemy,
The Modern Lovers,
LL Cool J,
Howard Jones,
Gang Gang Dance,
Althea and Donna,
DNA,
Oblivians,
Ultimate Spinach,
JFA,
Negative Approach,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Susan Cadogan,
Dennis Brown,
John Foxx,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bluetip,
Silicon Teens,
Schoolly D,
Lalann,
Terry Callier,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ornette Coleman,
Stetsasonic,
Brick,
Byron Stingily,
The Fire Engines,
Sex Pistols,
Nirvana,
The Golliwogs,
Mark Hollis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Sheep,
The Count Five,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.