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 Korea South and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord 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 Zero Boys to the rock 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
The Busters,
Alison Limerick,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nils Olav,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minnie Riperton,
Fluxion,
The Motions,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soft Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
Fad Gadget,
Excepter,
Thompson Twins,
Livin' Joy,
Gang of Four,
One Last Wish,
Howard Jones,
Tubeway Army,
Kenny Larkin,
Nico,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sällskapet,
Maurizio,
Donny Hathaway,
Model 500,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Radiohead,
Neil Young,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joe Finger,
Moby Grape,
Fatback Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joe Smooth,
the Slits,
Derrick Morgan,
a-ha,
Pantytec,
Soul II Soul,
Public Enemy,
The Durutti Column,
Shoche,
The Divine Comedy,
the Human League,
Crispian St. Peters,
Icehouse,
Janne Schatter,
The Cowsills,
Niagra,
The Martian,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Altered Images,
Schoolly D,
Goldenarms,
Deakin,
Brass Construction,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.