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 Belize and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Manila and Tokyo.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Tom Boy to the techno 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
The Knickerbockers,
David Bowie,
Minor Threat,
Loose Ends,
Panda Bear,
Dave Gahan,
Kayak,
Fatback Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Duran Duran,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bootsy Collins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Altered Images,
Rotary Connection,
Gastr Del Sol,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fuzztones,
The Smiths,
Tears for Fears,
Quantec,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chris & Cosey,
Josef K,
X-102,
Zero Boys,
Lindisfarne,
The Skatalites,
Public Enemy,
Metal Thangz,
Slave,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cecil Taylor,
Darondo,
Ludus,
Babytalk,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fortunes,
K-Klass,
Hashim,
Joey Negro,
The Dirtbombs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
kango's stein massive,
the Soft Cell,
Soft Machine,
Crooked Eye,
D'Angelo,
Guru Guru,
Jeff Mills,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rufus Thomas,
The Smoke,
Spoonie Gee,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.