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 Fiji and from Taipei.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 rhodes 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 Durutti Column to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Drexciya,
Vainqueur,
The Cramps,
Cybotron,
KRS-One,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flamin' Groovies,
Andrew Hill,
Absolute Body Control,
Wire,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
James White and The Blacks,
Thompson Twins,
World's Most,
Technova,
Roger Hodgson,
Cameo,
Sun City Girls,
The Evens,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Althea and Donna,
The Vogues,
Junior Murvin,
Piero Umiliani,
Grey Daturas,
The Remains,
Pussy Galore,
Fad Gadget,
Monks,
Royal Trux,
X-Ray Spex,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sam Rivers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Groovy Waters,
Harpers Bizarre,
PIL,
Judy Mowatt,
Japan,
Marc Almond,
Monolake,
John Coltrane,
Parry Music,
Dead Boys,
The Flesh Eaters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
D'Angelo,
Reagan Youth,
Fugazi,
Rhythm & Sound,
Popol Vuh,
The Move,
Mission of Burma,
a-ha,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
10cc,
The Monochrome Set,
Pylon,
Essential Logic,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.