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 France and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 harpsichord 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 Fluxion to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soul Sonic Force,
KRS-One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang of Four,
Gong,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Youth Brigade,
Roxy Music,
Delon & Dalcan,
Masters at Work,
The Gladiators,
Gang Green,
JFA,
Connie Case,
Crispy Ambulance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wire,
Amazonics,
Alison Limerick,
The Mojo Men,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rufus Thomas,
Amon Düül,
Freddie Wadling,
Suicide,
The Litter,
CMW,
Pantytec,
Ornette Coleman,
The Remains,
Nick Fraelich,
Index,
Alphaville,
Max Romeo,
The Busters,
Organ,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Colin Newman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harmonia,
Blossom Toes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DJ Sneak,
Sixth Finger,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dead Boys,
Agent Orange,
Animal Collective,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eden Ahbez,
Morten Harket,
Juan Atkins,
Bauhaus,
Angry Samoans,
Q65,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.