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 Finland 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the funk 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Underground Resistance,
Alphaville,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Chrome,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camouflage,
Vladislav Delay,
Outsiders,
Schoolly D,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Doors,
Monolake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tomorrow,
The Tremeloes,
Ten City,
The Wake,
Nico,
The Mummies,
Rapeman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Robert Wyatt,
Mantronix,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fugazi,
Loose Ends,
Deepchord,
Mandrill,
Qualms,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rosa Yemen,
The J.B.'s,
Erykah Badu,
Pere Ubu,
The Raincoats,
The Divine Comedy,
Pagans,
H. Thieme,
Blake Baxter,
The Cowsills,
The Techniques,
Cluster,
China Crisis,
Frankie Knuckles,
X-102,
Silicon Teens,
The Martian,
DJ Style,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Funky Four + One,
The Moleskins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Half Japanese,
Procol Harum,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Country Teasers,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.