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 Benin and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Quando Quango to the disco 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
A Certain Ratio,
The Residents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Guru Guru,
Country Teasers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kenny Larkin,
OOIOO,
Barbara Tucker,
Bobby Byrd,
B.T. Express,
Janne Schatter,
Japan,
Yusef Lateef,
Prince Buster,
Alton Ellis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Real Kids,
The Gun Club,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Zero Boys,
Bluetip,
Roger Hodgson,
Youth Brigade,
Minny Pops,
The Red Krayola,
Make Up,
Idris Muhammad,
Dennis Brown,
CMW,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Porter Ricks,
Andrew Hill,
Brothers Johnson,
The Zeros,
Barrington Levy,
Theoretical Girls,
Qualms,
Jacques Brel,
Underground Resistance,
Pantaleimon,
Max Romeo,
Sonic Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
X-101,
Kerri Chandler,
Harry Pussy,
Delta 5,
Ituana,
Tommy Roe,
Pere Ubu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang Green,
Graham Central Station,
Siglo XX,
Boogie Down Productions,
Quantec,
Skarface,
The Young Rascals,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.