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 Moldova and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
The Stooges,
The Smoke,
Qualms,
Roxette,
Quando Quango,
Lucky Dragons,
In Retrospect,
The Young Rascals,
Cybotron,
Jawbox,
The Knickerbockers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Arab on Radar,
Electric Prunes,
The Pop Group,
K-Klass,
48th St. Collective,
Terrestrial Tones,
Chris Corsano,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ohio Players,
Tears for Fears,
the Association,
Robert Wyatt,
Can,
Eddi Front,
Derrick May,
Jerry's Kids,
B.T. Express,
John Cale,
Slave,
Harpers Bizarre,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Iggy Pop,
Theoretical Girls,
Q and Not U,
Kas Product,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Human League,
Ultravox,
Technova,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pharoah Sanders,
Maurizio,
The Trojans,
The Music Machine,
Letta Mbulu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-101,
The Skatalites,
Easy Going,
T.S.O.L.,
Country Teasers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
LL Cool J,
Lalann,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Sheep,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.