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 Zambia and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 Von Mondo to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Susan Cadogan,
The Human League,
Ice-T,
The Pop Group,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Monochrome Set,
Harmonia,
Marvin Gaye,
The Invisible,
Darondo,
Sister Nancy,
Faraquet,
Fear,
Schoolly D,
Scrapy,
Basic Channel,
The Five Americans,
Amazonics,
Jeff Lynne,
Flamin' Groovies,
T. Rex,
Nirvana,
Tubeway Army,
Thompson Twins,
Robert Hood,
Terrestrial Tones,
48th St. Collective,
The Divine Comedy,
The Blues Magoos,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Grass Roots,
Bob Dylan,
Arcadia,
China Crisis,
The Beau Brummels,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rakim,
Beasts of Bourbon,
X-102,
Zapp,
Duran Duran,
Simply Red,
Mission of Burma,
Gang of Four,
Young Marble Giants,
Nils Olav,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warsaw,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wasted Youth,
a-ha,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Soft Cell,
Aswad,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fugazi,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fluxion,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.