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 Angola and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Judy Mowatt to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Soul II Soul,
Gang of Four,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Reuben Wilson,
Shoche,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dead Boys,
Lakeside,
Byron Stingily,
Lindisfarne,
MDC,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Offenders,
Patti Smith,
Fear,
Guru Guru,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
a-ha,
Underground Resistance,
Gang Green,
Neu!,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tres Demented,
Brand Nubian,
Avey Tare,
Wolf Eyes,
Vainqueur,
Nico,
Bizarre Inc.,
Darondo,
Alton Ellis,
Aloha Tigers,
Anakelly,
Robert Wyatt,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ossler,
Crooked Eye,
The Index,
Barrington Levy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Essential Logic,
Colin Newman,
Bluetip,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Pop Group,
The Star Department,
Hasil Adkins,
Silicon Teens,
John Lydon,
kango's stein massive,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Motorama,
D'Angelo,
The Invisible,
Warsaw,
Average White Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Todd Rundgren,
Adolescents,
Matthew Bourne,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.