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 Belarus and from Cairo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultimate Spinach to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fire Engines,
Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeff Mills,
John Holt,
Arthur Verocai,
The Busters,
Eddi Front,
Ten City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thee Headcoats,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Reagan Youth,
Tom Boy,
Pussy Galore,
EPMD,
the Bar-Kays,
FM Einheit,
Guru Guru,
Eric Dolphy,
Clear Light,
The Fortunes,
Fatback Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Massinfluence,
Can,
Altered Images,
Bluetip,
Outsiders,
Erykah Badu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Second Layer,
The Golliwogs,
AZ,
Tubeway Army,
Mars,
The Flesh Eaters,
Iggy Pop,
The Happenings,
Franke,
Rekid,
David Bowie,
June Days,
Lakeside,
Matthew Halsall,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Davy DMX,
Urselle,
Scientists,
Little Man,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Loose Ends,
Godley & Creme,
Throbbing Gristle,
Flipper,
Hot Snakes,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.