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 Micronesia and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Nirvana to the electroclash 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gories,
Cymande,
Underground Resistance,
Minor Threat,
Lower 48,
Pantytec,
The Human League,
the Bar-Kays,
Idris Muhammad,
Grandmaster Flash,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Real Kids,
ABBA,
Black Flag,
KRS-One,
Au Pairs,
The Move,
Pagans,
Nirvana,
Anakelly,
John Cale,
Fluxion,
JFA,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gabor Szabo,
Chris Corsano,
the Association,
Gong,
The Vogues,
Pere Ubu,
Sun City Girls,
Echospace,
Public Enemy,
Bronski Beat,
The Selecter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Thompson Twins,
Joey Negro,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Young Marble Giants,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eden Ahbez,
The Zeros,
The Fortunes,
Boz Scaggs,
Jeff Lynne,
Avey Tare,
The Music Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ossler,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Letta Mbulu,
X-102,
Kool Moe Dee,
Godley & Creme,
Lightning Bolt,
Dual Sessions,
Dawn Penn,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.