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 Cuba and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 chamberlin 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 Easy Going to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
The Moody Blues,
The Fortunes,
Alphaville,
Bobby Sherman,
Sparks,
Infiniti,
Robert Hood,
Chris & Cosey,
Lucky Dragons,
Bootsy Collins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Depeche Mode,
The Black Dice,
Livin' Joy,
Au Pairs,
New Order,
Thompson Twins,
Bronski Beat,
Boogie Down Productions,
LL Cool J,
Bill Wells,
Fluxion,
Man Parrish,
The Pop Group,
Soft Cell,
Chris Corsano,
China Crisis,
Moby Grape,
Camouflage,
the Association,
Dennis Brown,
Technova,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Oneida,
Rod Modell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Morten Harket,
Wire,
Andrew Hill,
Aswad,
A Certain Ratio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pantytec,
Marmalade,
The Fuzztones,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anthony Braxton,
Index,
John Lydon,
The Dead C,
The Wake,
Basic Channel,
Toni Rubio,
Archie Shepp,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Bananas,
Kas Product,
Agitation Free,
Theoretical Girls,
Eurythmics,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.