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 Norway and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wally Richardson to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Electric Prunes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Agitation Free,
The Blues Magoos,
Bronski Beat,
Flipper,
Sugar Minott,
Big Daddy Kane,
Byron Stingily,
Curtis Mayfield,
Amazonics,
Soft Cell,
Fela Kuti,
Livin' Joy,
Juan Atkins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Bar-Kays,
Glenn Branca,
Dave Gahan,
Fat Boys,
Crispy Ambulance,
David McCallum,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Zeros,
The Fortunes,
Sixth Finger,
Niagra,
Aaron Thompson,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Angels of Light,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Arcadia,
Donny Hathaway,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mars,
Technova,
Cal Tjader,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Warren Ellis,
Cymande,
Minnie Riperton,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gastr Del Sol,
Don Cherry,
Interpol,
The Star Department,
Althea and Donna,
Crime,
Panda Bear,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moss Icon,
Albert Ayler,
Country Teasers,
Lyres,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yusef Lateef,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.