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 Papua New Guinea and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Tremeloes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Todd Rundgren,
Drexciya,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Faust,
New Order,
Bad Manners,
Jerry's Kids,
Outsiders,
Pierre Henry,
Susan Cadogan,
Al Stewart,
The Evens,
Joe Finger,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alphaville,
DNA,
Yusef Lateef,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joey Negro,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Neon Judgement,
Groovy Waters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
Shoche,
Reagan Youth,
Piero Umiliani,
Moebius,
Rotary Connection,
The Cure,
Iggy Pop,
These Immortal Souls,
Ten City,
Ossler,
Interpol,
Quadrant,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eden Ahbez,
The Gap Band,
The Moleskins,
Radiohead,
Alison Limerick,
The Zeros,
Donny Hathaway,
Simply Red,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Slits,
The Smoke,
CMW,
Spoonie Gee,
Essential Logic,
The Dirtbombs,
Index,
The Standells,
Jimmy McGriff,
Flamin' Groovies,
Franke,
Robert Wyatt,
kango's stein massive,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.