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 Hungary and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Urselle to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Lindisfarne,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Count Five,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soft Cell,
Jerry's Kids,
The Monochrome Set,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Au Pairs,
The Martian,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Selecter,
Lungfish,
Pagans,
Joensuu 1685,
E-Dancer,
Suburban Knight,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Tremeloes,
Brand Nubian,
Negative Approach,
Altered Images,
Gong,
kango's stein massive,
Yazoo,
Newcleus,
The Barracudas,
Blossom Toes,
Soul II Soul,
OOIOO,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Christie,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Main Source,
DJ Style,
Tres Demented,
The Misunderstood,
JFA,
Fugazi,
Donny Hathaway,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Human League,
MC5,
Michelle Simonal,
Talk Talk,
Stiv Bators,
Pere Ubu,
the Soft Cell,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Wyatt,
Prince Buster,
Con Funk Shun,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Trojans,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Intrusion,
Colin Newman,
The Fortunes,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.