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 Algeria and from Salvador.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Stockholm Monsters to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Monks,
Eden Ahbez,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cymande,
Chris & Cosey,
the Human League,
David McCallum,
Alphaville,
Con Funk Shun,
Crispy Ambulance,
Black Moon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sarah Menescal,
David Bowie,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
World's Most,
Ken Boothe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Groovy Waters,
Chris Corsano,
Animal Collective,
The Stooges,
Yazoo,
Jeff Mills,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fugazi,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mission of Burma,
Warsaw,
Soulsonic Force,
The Sonics,
Massinfluence,
Agent Orange,
Crash Course in Science,
Roxy Music,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gabor Szabo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ronnie Foster,
Suicide,
The Searchers,
Tubeway Army,
The Techniques,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Colin Newman,
Symarip,
Skriet,
Fear,
the Bar-Kays,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Parry Music,
Charles Mingus,
China Crisis,
Grandmaster Flash,
Glambeats Corp.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Royal Trux,
Shuggie Otis,
Mantronix,
Cybotron,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.