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 Tanzania and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Monolake to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Offenders,
Lalann,
Grey Daturas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Moleskins,
Mandrill,
The Monks,
The Cure,
Delta 5,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cybotron,
Pierre Henry,
The Saints,
a-ha,
the Swans,
Agitation Free,
Roxy Music,
The Moody Blues,
L. Decosne,
Grauzone,
Gerry Rafferty,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deepchord,
Roxette,
Angry Samoans,
The Techniques,
The Shadows of Knight,
Magma,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lee Hazlewood,
David Axelrod,
Pulsallama,
The Misunderstood,
R.M.O.,
Stockholm Monsters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Man Parrish,
48th St. Collective,
Absolute Body Control,
Television Personalities,
Barbara Tucker,
Animal Collective,
The Count Five,
Vladislav Delay,
Rakim,
Ultimate Spinach,
Darondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Piero Umiliani,
Erasure,
Slave,
Minnie Riperton,
Audionom,
Au Pairs,
Liliput,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.