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 Nigeria and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Urselle,
Whodini,
The Knickerbockers,
Minnie Riperton,
The Techniques,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultra Naté,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Visage,
Chris & Cosey,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The New Christs,
Ponytail,
Boogie Down Productions,
Laurel Aitken,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barclay James Harvest,
World's Most,
Sugar Minott,
Fluxion,
Liliput,
Cameo,
Fela Kuti,
Au Pairs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Panda Bear,
Fatback Band,
Crime,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Buckinghams,
Fat Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Black Dice,
OOIOO,
Delta 5,
Barbara Tucker,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Johnny Clarke,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hardrive,
Warren Ellis,
Blake Baxter,
Easy Going,
Crash Course in Science,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ten City,
Eve St. Jones,
The Grass Roots,
Radiohead,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bluetip,
Talk Talk,
the Human League,
Lower 48,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.