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 Israel and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tokyo.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Visage to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Yaz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cramps,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bootsy Collins,
Eve St. Jones,
Soul II Soul,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crime,
EPMD,
Hardrive,
Khruangbin,
Kas Product,
Average White Band,
The Fugs,
a-ha,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Slits,
Colin Newman,
Simply Red,
Kurtis Blow,
Gerry Rafferty,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Moby Grape,
Blake Baxter,
John Coltrane,
The Barracudas,
Magma,
Wasted Youth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Thompson Twins,
The Fire Engines,
Flash Fearless,
Blancmange,
Kerri Chandler,
Popol Vuh,
The Count Five,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joensuu 1685,
Jeff Mills,
The Walker Brothers,
Bad Manners,
Warren Ellis,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pole,
Franke,
John Holt,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tom Boy,
Suicide,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Star Department,
Dorothy Ashby,
Siglo XX,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Alphaville,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.