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 Malaysia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro 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 Roger Hodgson to the grime 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Simply Red,
Harry Pussy,
Delta 5,
Spoonie Gee,
Television Personalities,
Matthew Halsall,
X-102,
Cal Tjader,
Yusef Lateef,
Morten Harket,
Nils Olav,
Oneida,
Ludus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Archie Shepp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deakin,
One Last Wish,
Severed Heads,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Raincoats,
The Doors,
Pylon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fluxion,
Brass Construction,
Schoolly D,
New Age Steppers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Tremeloes,
Scion,
Sight & Sound,
World's Most,
Ohio Players,
Vladislav Delay,
the Normal,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Martian,
Hashim,
Fatback Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Moon,
This Heat,
Main Source,
Model 500,
Procol Harum,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Wings,
Hasil Adkins,
Freddie Wadling,
ABC,
Zero Boys,
The Golliwogs,
Ponytail,
Lightning Bolt,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Technova,
Von Mondo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Urselle,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.