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 Egypt and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Michael McDonald 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 Marcia Griffiths to the rock 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Isaac Hayes,
Depeche Mode,
Blake Baxter,
Lyres,
The Buckinghams,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Association,
Bronski Beat,
Glenn Branca,
Ludus,
U.S. Maple,
The Gladiators,
Zero Boys,
The Move,
the Sonics,
The Neon Judgement,
Maurizio,
Thee Headcoats,
Suicide,
Lucky Dragons,
Aaron Thompson,
Delta 5,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Dolphy,
Soulsonic Force,
Patti Smith,
Pylon,
Bluetip,
The Moleskins,
Terry Callier,
Mark Hollis,
Wasted Youth,
The Slackers,
Shoche,
Intrusion,
Sandy B,
Robert Hood,
The Kinks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
World's Most,
Jacques Brel,
Anakelly,
Nirvana,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter and Kerry,
The J.B.'s,
Stockholm Monsters,
Au Pairs,
The Birthday Party,
Gabor Szabo,
Scion,
Visage,
Soft Cell,
AZ,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Faraquet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sonic Youth,
Max Romeo,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.